<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:51:50.120+08:00</updated><category term='S.H.E; Belief'/><category term='I Am at Youth.sg'/><title type='text'>ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7212055180399627111</id><published>2007-11-12T02:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T02:33:14.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm BACK!&lt;br /&gt;After the long abundance of this blog!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha~~&lt;br /&gt;And LOL, i bet you all so wanna know what am i up to during my disappearing act..&lt;br /&gt;which of course seems that i've totally vanished from the surface of this earth!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, call me if u miss me.&lt;br /&gt;91892539.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz here i am, disappearing again!&lt;br /&gt;x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7212055180399627111?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7212055180399627111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7212055180399627111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7212055180399627111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7212055180399627111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/11/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-763235550168952938</id><published>2007-05-02T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T02:08:47.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>Flashed back...&lt;br /&gt;Pictures tell more than just the people inside..&lt;br /&gt;it tells you about the past, the emotions, the present, the future..&lt;br /&gt;.... everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And looking back, i do love life.&lt;br /&gt;I do love my life.&lt;br /&gt;I love being me.&lt;br /&gt;I do love everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And precious memories, i know i haven't wasted my 18 yrs of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing them, i realised i've been cherishing all the time i have till now. And if i were to die someday, i know i'm gonna leave a legacy.&lt;br /&gt;One tat talks about me, teaches ppl about me, and motivate ppl through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be great, moon.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;And i will.&lt;br /&gt;From my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-763235550168952938?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/763235550168952938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=763235550168952938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/763235550168952938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/763235550168952938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8228724750354427430</id><published>2007-04-17T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T08:53:00.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap shot? Wahahaha!</title><content type='html'>Apologies extended to all the readers for my absence since errrrmm, well... i forgot when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, i'm really tight with time you know..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, 24 hours a day is truly not enough...&lt;br /&gt;But that's one of the factors that make my life fulfilling though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so wad am i up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, WORKING! =D&lt;br /&gt;Some job you might never wanna know/interested in..&lt;br /&gt;But well, haha.. u can say the opportunity is not extended to you..&lt;br /&gt;And tat's why i can't openly disclose it in here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, this is the 1st job i held that i never felt like i'm working at all..&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly of all, i love this job.&lt;br /&gt;I love the company, i love the people, i love the environment, i love the atmosphere, i love the support... EVERYONE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i dun ever think that i can find some place like this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no matter how hard the going goes, i'm gonna stick stick stick with this company for as long as i live..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know, this company won't forsake me like how relationships do..&lt;br /&gt;In times of good, and in times of bad..&lt;br /&gt;I know i have a place to go, for my heart to rest, for shouts of support..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is the place.&lt;br /&gt;And i found it.&lt;br /&gt;Or shld i say, it founded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rectified~&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8228724750354427430?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8228724750354427430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8228724750354427430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8228724750354427430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8228724750354427430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/04/cheap-shot-wahahaha.html' title='Cheap shot? Wahahaha!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6146154238755010178</id><published>2007-04-01T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T11:37:41.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>moon is busy, very very busy.&lt;br /&gt;But stay tuned; for she'll update if she finds the time to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, take care peepz!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6146154238755010178?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6146154238755010178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6146154238755010178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6146154238755010178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6146154238755010178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/04/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6941906065445937225</id><published>2007-03-27T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:17:42.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I just happened to be scratching my lower thigh suddenly when i noticed this strand of golden hair.. and yes, i mean golden.. like those ang moh blonde's hair on their arms/legs.. and this strand of hair is longer than the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in the least surprised to see this strand of golden hair at all except that this time, it grew on my lower thigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, for the past 2 times, i had this golden strand of hair growing on my forehead without me realising until it became quite long till it's visible when i was looking at myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;And it's a SINGLE strand of golden hair.&lt;br /&gt;Just one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i asked mom, "heh mummee, u see my leg got this strand of gold hair leh! how come huh? last time also leh.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom laughed and replied, "ha! Gonna get popular liao! Get famous or something like that.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO~ trust her to say that. Like as if one day i'll turn into some star/actress or supermodel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, though i've a reasonable amount of self-esteem in me, i know my limits. I dun see myself becoming somebody like XiaXue, or Sarah Jessica Parker or just Fiona Xie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took XiaXue as an example cuz she's Singapore's most popular blogger for the present and because I blog too; hence it's no surprise that she got into my list and yes, i dun expect this blog to hit 20,000 views per day like hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Sarah Jessica Parker; Supermodel. Look, I'm Miss Shorty here.. and well, talent scouts nowadays like to engage TALL models, not shorties =/. Yes, but short is cute and sweet.. and it's the trend now for girls to be short.. not tall anymore.. and i like this trend.. ALOT =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona Xie is/was my idol. Yeah, say she's fake/proud/act cute. But no doubt she's pretty. I dun see why ppl are always pinpointing at her big boobs saying it's fake and plasticfied. Come on, Fiona Xie ain't really that tall, and because when one is short, the fats all come closer together and yarh, it's natural that she got big boobs wad! What's the fuss about tat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SHORT PPL CANNOT HAVE BIG NEH NEH MEH? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that when one is famous, he/she will either be loved or be criticised; to a very jialat extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And haha, i never thought i will meet people who dislike Jay Chou one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when ppl dislike somebody, it just means that someone has something you dun possess. =D&lt;br /&gt;No offence, but go think about it..&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's kind of weird to see a post being blogged up at this time; 2.32 AM.&lt;br /&gt;But because Mom is shifting the furniture and all in my room, i dun haf a place to rest!&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, even i haf the place to rest, there's no BED!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz she's in the middle of dismantling my double-decker bed and shift back the single bed i used to sleep in~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it might take ages. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! AND FINALLY THAT IRRITATING DOUBLE DECKER BED IS GONE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it leaves plenty of space in my room. =D&lt;br /&gt;With a new bass and speaker system coming up and wireless network;&lt;br /&gt;WAAAAHHHH, SHIOKKKKK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's prepare for a better tomorrow and pack a little bit more of faith~&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I'll be doing now, will make me a better person for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And I will make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6941906065445937225?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6941906065445937225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6941906065445937225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6941906065445937225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6941906065445937225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/mummee-wo-ai-ni-3.html' title='Mom &lt;3'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4570893976568342900</id><published>2007-03-26T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T13:09:59.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A series of many many desires!</title><content type='html'>I'm going nuts, because my desires are sprouting out of nowhere and makes me wanna go for luxurious/material wear or accessories LOADS more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention that school's gonna start in like no time, those back to school stuff adds on to the long long list of things i've already planned to get for myself long ago..&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really long though.. but i think i was too pampered last time that I could just get anything easily the next day the moment i wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;And now, because I dun really wanna rely on my parents that much anymore, I try to satisfy my overwhelming desires on my very own.. which in the end, you see me working or trying all means to save up and get what I want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just to sum it up and make this short and sweet, it juz means that I so need time and money but not men. Well, all the time when i talked about guys to my friends, they either go "eh come on lor, you've no lack of guys.. " or "i dun tink men is a controversial issue for you to prick ur brains about.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;What will come will come.&lt;br /&gt;And what will go will go.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, i realised that all men are damn jian and despicable in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention egoistic attitudes and irrational behaviors that has no logic and senseless at all; these men should not be given a chance to live/find a good girlfriend man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr X: *smsed me* Hey, did u change my password when u use my phone last time?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *dun wanna reply at all, deleted the msg straight away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr X: *smsed again* Hey, last time when you use my phone did u change the password?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Irritated* And i smsed his best friend saying, "help me to tell him that moon says no.."&lt;br /&gt;Mr X: *Calls his best friend up* "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU WANNA CONTACT ME OR MOON?!! CHOOSE ONE ONLY..!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is guys when they can't get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing this particular guy can do about it. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4570893976568342900?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4570893976568342900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4570893976568342900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4570893976568342900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4570893976568342900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/series-of-many-many-desires.html' title='A series of many many desires!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7179514126095962572</id><published>2007-03-25T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T15:47:31.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time, and this is it....</title><content type='html'>I guess it's time that i give a little more faith in me..&lt;br /&gt;Juz a little bit more than the others and go..&lt;br /&gt;18 years, and I will make it successful this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit more of determination..&lt;br /&gt;A little bit more of faith..&lt;br /&gt;A little bit more of confidence..&lt;br /&gt;And i'll pull through..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7179514126095962572?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7179514126095962572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7179514126095962572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7179514126095962572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7179514126095962572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-time-and-this-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s time, and this is it....'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7428875987732500908</id><published>2007-03-25T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:30:45.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM THE WINNING 20!!!</title><content type='html'>I got into the WINNING 20 of bloggers at Youth.sg!!!&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if u wanna view what it says abt on me on Youth.sg, u can click on that orange and pink link below or &lt;a href="http://www.youth.sg/blog/"&gt;click here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKSSSSS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IF I EVER WIN THAT CAMERA, I WILL LOVE YOU GUYS MORE! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: The voting ends on 29 March, 2359hrs.. !&lt;br /&gt;HELPPPPPPPPPP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7428875987732500908?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7428875987732500908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7428875987732500908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7428875987732500908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7428875987732500908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-winning-20.html' title='I AM THE WINNING 20!!!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5979423758097007937</id><published>2007-03-22T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T14:16:49.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile; for a better tomorrow =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eskibar.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 434px; height: 270px;" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/eskibar.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer clubbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun fret, cuz there's still &lt;a href="http://www.eskibar.com/"&gt;Eski Bar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The Sub Zero Degree Bar; which means the temperature of this bar is darn cold;&lt;br /&gt;To the extent of -2 degree celsius.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, minus two degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can see the bar girls/waiters wrapped in thick furry jackets and shoes&lt;br /&gt;But hey, ain't this bar cool?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that doesn't make its appeal is simply that it's not as big as MOS or Momo.&lt;br /&gt;But look, it's -2 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't wanna hit a place like this in Singapore?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's even better than Snow City lor.&lt;br /&gt;And talk about icy cold alcoholic drinks.. haha&lt;br /&gt;Totally Sensational...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz got to know this bar though, cuz it's only 12 units away from my workplace&lt;br /&gt;And i always get to walk past it all the time to and from work&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I heard it's popular and it's surviving.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;So i'll be patient a little bit more and wait till i turn 18 officially and this'll be where i'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, talking abt work.. I'm working with this photo studio as...&lt;br /&gt;A TELEMARKETER =D&lt;br /&gt;And it's a freaking nice job..&lt;br /&gt;Adsolutely fun working environment, really friendly and jokable ppl, and short working hours with high pay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun even feel like i'm working at all..&lt;br /&gt;And time passes so quickly whenever i work..&lt;br /&gt;Haha, not forgetting those clients i have to call..&lt;br /&gt;Some were really nice up to date, cuz i haven met really rude ones..&lt;br /&gt;Though they were some who are really ridiculous to the extent to ask me to ring them back again NEXT YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on lor, Chinese New Year passed juz recently and they dun feel ridiculous to ask me to call back next year eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not live till by then =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and because I have enough time in the morning and afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;I keep excercising these days..&lt;br /&gt;Like hitting the gym yesterday and playing badminton this morning to keep me in shape&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i didn't realise swimming made my stamina improved like... WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;My stamina juz shot up, and before i knew it.. I could even run 2.4km non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;Unlike last time, sprint and stop.. and i feel like dying alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because of work, I have to skip training.&lt;br /&gt;And i'm sad, cuz i really wanna go..&lt;br /&gt;Hit the waters, train my strokes, practise with my team..&lt;br /&gt;So sooner or later, i'll change my work shifts so tat i can be present for training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that my life is better than my life 1 month ago.&lt;br /&gt;I've never been clearer and determined to reach for my goals&lt;br /&gt;And became more positive towards life instead of backsliding on it&lt;br /&gt;Hence it concludes I am a better person ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're 18 and above alr, go go visit Eski Bar;&lt;br /&gt;it's only at Raffles Place Boat Quay.&lt;br /&gt;I promise you'll be thrilled to see it and will end up whopping in wonder and excitement&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A heart full of faith for tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5979423758097007937?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5979423758097007937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5979423758097007937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5979423758097007937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5979423758097007937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/smile-for-better-tomorrow.html' title='Smile; for a better tomorrow =)'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6090869081021982084</id><published>2007-03-18T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:44.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am at Youth.sg'/><title type='text'>I Am @ Youth.SG!</title><content type='html'>Guys, you know what? I've been eyeing on that Sony Cybershot W70 Digital Camera for a hooting long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, help me get my hands on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the previous competition from Round 1 to Round 5 on Youth.sg, this time there's NO theme. And no theme means I can write whatever I want and hopefully, MAKE THIS BIG. haha, but well.. it all depends on your vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the first thing that shot right past your mind is, "Why should I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, I can't really think of a good reason though because in actual, i know everybody wants that cool camera. haha, but hey! Tell you wad, i'll give you 10 reasons why I so wanna win this competition in exchange for your vote. Wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Reasons Why I Want That Sony Cybershot W70 Digital Camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been yearning for a darn long time for it, erm, say 2 years up till now?&lt;br /&gt;2. Yes, so that I can take better photos using a camera instead of my handphone, which means my handphone makes a heavenly photo looks like erotic hell.&lt;br /&gt;3. It looks so cool, cooler than a notebook because I dun want that Macbook featured at all.&lt;br /&gt;4. I've never self-possessed a camera for 18 years. And hell yeah, I really want one.&lt;br /&gt;5. I plan to save or work slowly and till I've enough money, I'll get one. But deep down, I know I'm gonna fail in this 'big' plan of mine.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wanna capture all the beautiful things in life, so that when i die, those photos will tell a great deal about me.&lt;br /&gt;7. My little brother won't have this idea of getting a camera too, because I'll be glad to share mine with him.&lt;br /&gt;8. My blogders will get to see more illustrations in time to come on seaofmilk.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;9. I own a really little amount of electronic gadgets, apart from my handphone and laptop.&lt;br /&gt;10. Lastly, because IT'S FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope those 10 reasons are good enough. I tried my best though, in trying to convince you. You don't want this whole post to be telling how much I want that camera badly, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the theme of "No Theme", i decided to just blog based on how i normally do and yes, just the original me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, anyway, I was kind of busy trying to "escape" from the bustling city life to country side, somewhere that only the rich go 'cause as a matter of fact, i found out that there wasn't ANY buses which service to that place; which means you either take a cab in or drive a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you dun expect me to drive a car there ya? I mean, I'm not even 18 yet. =/&lt;br /&gt;But soon. And i'm waiting, quite impatiently you can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and it's none other than National Service Resort Country Club~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep in the heart of Tanah Merah, faces changi beach and yeah, it's a place very suitable for emo people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfwtyybzwYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0R0nkecGehw/s1600-h/emo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfwtyybzwYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0R0nkecGehw/s320/emo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042956033303232898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and "emo" just simply means that one is indulging in his/her heavy and dense emotions which doesn't want any interruptions from the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha! This is one word that so many adults dun understand, which in fact they ask me the meaning for it; including my school's facilitator (or lecturer you call it). And all the time after my explanation, I get to see this weird look on their face, which somehow says "i still dun get it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, the reason of emo-ing for us young people nowadays is because they can't find a solution to their problem; mainly BGR. You might find it lame, but aren't there times you feel heavy and memories of everything kept rushing back and forth until you can't take it and you go emo. And count that someone suay if he/she popped into ur prescence that very second and was thrown around by your hot temper and wonder what he/she did wrong to start all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, talking about BGR, i'm not a really good example either. But hey, there's no right or wrong in ANY relationship.. and if you really wanna find a reason why the unexplainables happened, it's just that you two don't click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it might sound offensive. But just think, is it really so easy to click with another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I broke up with him 3 weeks ago, I realised after so long, we didn't really understand each other at all. And that is a hard and cruel fact for me to accept it; for if i don't.. I'll never live out of it. But yeah, and accepting that fact makes everything so much simpler.. And for that 3 weeks, my life turned much more enriching den I expected it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when such things happened on you, there's nothing you can do practically except to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of faith.&lt;br /&gt;And that I dun wanna swallow my pride again to go back to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So i chose to move on.&lt;br /&gt;For I know I will lead a life better than what I did 3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did. For my sake of my friends, for the sake of my mom, and for the sake of myself, I never thought letting go was just so easy. It's either you accept the fact, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I broke up that fateful night, I suay suay bumped into this good friend of mine. And the moment I told him my break up, he gave me a really encouraging hug which made me burst into tears and cried even harder den what i just did on the way home. I bet you'll be upset to see that normal cheerful me turned into a cry baby at tat instant. And i was glad someone was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, I kept everything about this r/s from her. Not because I dun trust her, but I dun trust myself. I thought it'll be better to let her know after me and him lasted for 1 year at least. But shit, I keep crying every night after my break up and mom heard it, erm.. you can say I find it hard to keep it under wraps.. And there, the moment she opened her mouth and talked to me, I cried even harder. This time, worser den i cried in my friend's embracement.. But somehow, I loved my mom more than ever because I knew she'll be the only one who's gonna be there, always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I decided to take things step by step.. Just continue my life and move on.. rather den just crying and crying every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to choose all over again, I will still wanna meet him. Because without him, I might never know the people that once lived as part of my life were always there, even without contact, even without meet-ups, the distance didn't fall us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 3 weeks somehow changed my life; achievements, faith, trust, instincts.. they all came to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna tell the whole world, that it is how you look at yourself, not how others look at you.&lt;br /&gt;Have Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For who and what I am.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm @ Youth.sg~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/Rf00hJefGfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-iAVuTMNu8c/s1600-h/rock_rule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/Rf00hJefGfI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-iAVuTMNu8c/s320/rock_rule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043244901808937458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6090869081021982084?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6090869081021982084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6090869081021982084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6090869081021982084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6090869081021982084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-youthsg.html' title='I Am @ Youth.SG!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfwtyybzwYI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0R0nkecGehw/s72-c/emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6440765356308118638</id><published>2007-03-17T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:44.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thing to be proud of! =D</title><content type='html'>lmao, and to think i got another thing for me to smile in my sleep again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfuOgybzwWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B9zMshT6fsA/s1600-h/ANyhow.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfuOgybzwWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B9zMshT6fsA/s320/ANyhow.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042780901716771170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Paiseh, if u can't see this print screen version, kindly juz click on it yeah =/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And there, 1st prize goes to Yours Truly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wahaha.. i'm quite stunned and shocked a little bit though.. cuz the expected really realised in reality.. I mean, well.. my idea was unique in a way.. PLUS i went all the way to Woodlands juz to submit my work due to the deadline and stayed lesser den 5 mins, which thereafter i went off alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It ain't tat time wasting anyway.. haha it doesn't really matter alr since i won the 1st prize and get my hands on that 75 bucks borders voucher, den i can buy some BOOKS and do some self enrichment... oh yarh, not forgetting all the driving theoratical books.. LOL.. and i can get as many as i want.. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, i dunno where is borders though i've heard of it. But well, it's not gonna be a problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;It take only a few clicks to find out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and i guess YUEN HONG KUN (my other "teammate") muz be freaking happy.. cuz he practically juz sit back, relax and everything is done.. so he juz haf to go downstairs of his house and open the letter box, get the voucher and go shiok..&lt;br /&gt;Where got such thing one??! Enter competition and den relax, let ur other teammate do the work and get 1st prize still?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got such thing, and it only happens if u're someone close to me. =D&lt;br /&gt;Which means it'll only be my besties/khakis who will get this privilege.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and this is why my friends love me; for i dun ask for any returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been a good 3 weeks ever since i broke up with him.. Winning a gold medal and now a 1st prize poster design competition; what's next? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'll continue to work hard for attractive prizes never fail to attract me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6440765356308118638?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6440765356308118638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6440765356308118638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6440765356308118638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6440765356308118638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-thing-to-be-proud-of-d.html' title='Another thing to be proud of! =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfuOgybzwWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/B9zMshT6fsA/s72-c/ANyhow.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4264580179571567325</id><published>2007-03-15T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:45.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm proud.. of myself =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfggXCbzwUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EmLDNSqE-nU/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfggXCbzwUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EmLDNSqE-nU/s320/Image002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041815363003859266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i did it!&lt;br /&gt;NTU's 3km Obstacle Swim~&lt;br /&gt;And i brought back my medal and one bahluku on my forehead..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i knocked my head against one barrier as i didn't dived deep enough to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, the medal is enough to make me happy =D&lt;br /&gt;And hey, it's not easy at all okay..&lt;br /&gt;Imagine u can get so shacked just by running one 2.4km, let alone SWIM.&lt;br /&gt;Plus the obstacles are barriers tat requires every swimmer to dive at least 1.2m deep to get through it.&lt;br /&gt;And tat's how i got my bah lu ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing that can explain how i got through this; and it's 101% determination and pure belief.If you're determined enough to get wad u really want, you can make things happen even when chances are zero.&lt;br /&gt;And believing is part of success too, cuz if u believe in urself, reality will believe you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, that i did thought of giving up at first. Cuz i couldn't take the water, i couldn't really get through the obstacles, and i got a painful knock on my head. But when i reached the other end and got the band, i still turned around and wanted to go for another lap; and i guess tat's what my heart really wants. And so, 1 lap, 2 laps, 3 laps, 6 laps, 10 laps, 15 laps, 18 laps... all the way to the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was NEVER confident to finish this swim from the start. I thought i was weak or not tough enough to complete it.. But I just thought i should believe in myself for once and that i could do it. I told myself i won't compete with the others but only myself. And if i complete the course, i am a winner.&lt;br /&gt;And so i did.&lt;br /&gt;Which made 14 March a really significant day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget this moment tat i felt faith in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of my life, it'll be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If tat's what u want, you'll get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Have faith.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit will do =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4264580179571567325?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4264580179571567325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4264580179571567325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4264580179571567325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4264580179571567325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/there.html' title='I&apos;m proud.. of myself =)'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfggXCbzwUI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EmLDNSqE-nU/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-3054322436679774300</id><published>2007-03-14T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:28:41.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Come.</title><content type='html'>3km Swim.&lt;br /&gt;NTU.&lt;br /&gt;Here I Come.&lt;br /&gt;Let me get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spur on moon~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-3054322436679774300?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3054322436679774300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=3054322436679774300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3054322436679774300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3054322436679774300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-i-come.html' title='Here I Come.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8873100647642599597</id><published>2007-03-13T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:45.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust ur inner senses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfWJLSbzwSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kuoZWcsiwjI/s1600-h/DSC00169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfWJLSbzwSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kuoZWcsiwjI/s320/DSC00169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041086184931180834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa; and spot me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope i can get through the 3km swim on wednesday at NTU.&lt;br /&gt;and 3km is 60 laps of an olympic size swimming pool with OBSTACLES in it. =)&lt;br /&gt;And after tat go back to school for training till 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Juz hope i won't die.&lt;br /&gt;Let me pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and i realised i can actually do well in swimming.&lt;br /&gt;And i found the place where i can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why i can't run really fast, can't play really pro bball, can't cycle really good to do stunts..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz my forte is in the water; swimming. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dun look down on swimming.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there're alot of ppl out there who become really weak in open waters.&lt;br /&gt;And open waters means at least a 10 meter deep water body.&lt;br /&gt;But if i can swim, it means i can do all kinds of water sports.&lt;br /&gt;Diving, wind surfing, scuba diving.. you name it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But training is tough.&lt;br /&gt;ROUGH AND TOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;And i've no choice but to take it.&lt;br /&gt;If not, i am juz making up excuses for myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 2 cuddly Me To You bears done right on the spot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfWJTSbzwTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mhf6vLWaKEQ/s1600-h/bear.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfWJTSbzwTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Mhf6vLWaKEQ/s320/bear.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041086322370134322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8873100647642599597?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8873100647642599597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8873100647642599597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8873100647642599597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8873100647642599597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/trust-ur-inner-senses.html' title='Trust ur inner senses.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RfWJLSbzwSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kuoZWcsiwjI/s72-c/DSC00169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5131516685613699615</id><published>2007-03-10T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T01:52:29.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy. =D</title><content type='html'>Getting extra pay due to a mistake/calculation error is one of the things that'll make me let out a laugh out of nothingness. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call this luck, when the other day i was so suay my ez-link dropped into the gap of the lift in CPF building.&lt;br /&gt;haha, luck has its tides too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm glad tomorrow is just tomorrow already! And i can dress up for my fac's wedding.. Well, i mean which girl doesn't wanna look pretty? Oh yes, i'm bringing sharkie instead to her wedding cuz you guys practically know what happened.. And he was so ON to the extent he declined some friend's invitation.. lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited! =D&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's been so so so so long since i attended a wedding.. and it spice things up more, it's in a CHURCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fairytale leh sher!&lt;br /&gt;Den the papa will give his daughter's hands to his future son-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;I know i will grow green with envy seeing this sight tml..&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will sure be contracting cuz it can't take it..&lt;br /&gt;LOL, but it's okay.. I will wait for my turn even i'm the last in queue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update and post up photos tml yeah.&lt;br /&gt;It's been long without illustrations in here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5131516685613699615?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5131516685613699615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5131516685613699615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5131516685613699615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5131516685613699615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-happy-d.html' title='I&apos;m happy. =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8174900172831122121</id><published>2007-03-09T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T02:00:22.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm @ Youth.sg! =D</title><content type='html'>A new skin~&lt;br /&gt;And ain't it better looking?&lt;br /&gt;Plus it's more commercialised!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den you guys will more things to browse if you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, comments are welcomed anytime and do let me know if there's room for improvement too ya?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, there'll be new features launching soon; just give me some time.. and errr, I'll try to update more often k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz stay tuned and dun run away juz bcuz i'm very busy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards,&lt;br /&gt;mOOne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8174900172831122121?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8174900172831122121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8174900172831122121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8174900172831122121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8174900172831122121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-youthsg-d.html' title='I&apos;m @ Youth.sg! =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8782734187877357977</id><published>2007-03-07T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T13:56:46.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where're You?</title><content type='html'>I still can't get over it and move on.&lt;br /&gt;There'll sure be times of loneliness and hurt..&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing we both can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever&lt;br /&gt;Tat you'll been gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and waiting, as days goes by.&lt;br /&gt;And i keep thinking about it..&lt;br /&gt;But except for waiting, i can't do anything alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both sides were wrong..&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't haf let go..&lt;br /&gt;But there's no sign of reluctance from the other side at all&lt;br /&gt;I knew this coming long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, being sad...&lt;br /&gt;And those times we spend together..&lt;br /&gt;I wan everything back..&lt;br /&gt;But maybe time will do its part&lt;br /&gt;And bring what belongs to me back again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and if you're still reading this post my dear blogder..&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this.. but....&lt;br /&gt;i still can't get over the death of my ez-link card.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be feeling lonely and scared in the lift. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-TRICKED! neh neh nee poo poo~&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest blogging skills in the world. lmao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8782734187877357977?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8782734187877357977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8782734187877357977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8782734187877357977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8782734187877357977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/wherere-you.html' title='Where&apos;re You?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5409968056401931959</id><published>2007-03-06T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:44:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indo Earthquake</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singaporeans felt two rounds of tremors in the space of two hours on Tuesday, following two earthquakes in Padang, Indonesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/62413/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Singapore's Meteorological Services Division said the first tremors were felt at about 11.50am after an earthquake measuring 6.6 on the Richter scale struck Padang on the island of Sumatra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder i felt my bed shaking a little this morning bcuz of the tremors of the earthquake. And bcuz it was kind of sudden, i thought there's a ghost/somebody who is shaking it by its legs and got up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i swear i really felt the tremor.&lt;br /&gt;It's ..... shaky..&lt;br /&gt;can even shake the whole double decker bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and awake me from my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how is doko and zhengnan doing over there.&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5409968056401931959?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5409968056401931959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5409968056401931959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5409968056401931959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5409968056401931959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/indo-earthquake.html' title='Indo Earthquake'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6197734608313333131</id><published>2007-03-06T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T17:14:34.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small suay things ward off disasters</title><content type='html'>Argh!!! Suay like fuck can?!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the sight of me when seeing my ez-link card dropped in the thin gap between the lift.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh, fuck fuck fuck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think i could still laugh and mourn after tat.&lt;br /&gt;With shearn chong's stoned face of helpless-ness..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but laugh and at the same time feel a little sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did the card fell into the gap anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz this security pasted the visitor sticker on the card and yeah, naturally i wan my card to be in good shape and appearance so my itchy hands went to peel it off..&lt;br /&gt;But den, my itchy hands did not hold the card firm enough and it flew out of my hands juz as the lift door open, bounced twice and --- SIAN--- it slit right through the gap on its sides and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my stunned face and shearn chong's stoned face.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh and mourned at the same time not knowing what to do.&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGHHHHHHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I juz dunno why but i haf this tendency of losing my ez link card at every stage of my education!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;From primary school, i lost my 1st ez link card cuz my wallet slit right through my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;When i was in sec school, i lost my ez link card due to...... errrrrr.. errmm.. I forgot..&lt;br /&gt;And now! ROAR!!! MY TERTIARY EZ LINK CARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-!!&lt;br /&gt;Wad did i do to deserve this?!&lt;br /&gt;Karma meh? But i didn't do bad things either..&lt;br /&gt;Or someone's cursing me all these yrs out there?&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, den curse tat whoever who cursed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WALAAAAAOO..&lt;br /&gt;It's not the problem with whether i haf the money to replace a new one or not!&lt;br /&gt;It's just.... argh! The feeling of losing something u dun wanna lose..&lt;br /&gt;AND THERE'S 3000 Worth of Macdonald's Points inside!&lt;br /&gt;Plus the value inside the card, it's able to let anyone get to woodlands 10 times ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ARRRRRHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why does it purposely fall on its sides not FLAT down?!&lt;br /&gt;It's damn DUI can?!&lt;br /&gt;Like... like.. like u wanna reach out for ur heart and crush it !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6197734608313333131?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6197734608313333131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6197734608313333131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6197734608313333131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6197734608313333131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/small-suay-things-ward-off-disasters.html' title='Small suay things ward off disasters'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-2340190974111492974</id><published>2007-03-03T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T03:21:25.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept the way things are</title><content type='html'>There are so many couples out there in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Yet none of them is willing to believe that their other half is not theirs totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read something just, and it made me realise it's so true.&lt;br /&gt;Love is indeed not easy, and it takes courage to continue on.&lt;br /&gt;Yet on the other hand, love is so easy tat juz by seeing one smile of tat someone, it brightens up your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to tell myself, no matter how nice my boyfriend puts things across saying tat he's mine totally, I'll accept it as he said tat cuz he loves me truly.&lt;br /&gt;However if he's gonna do tat, it's not even possible.&lt;br /&gt;Take johnny for a very good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, is the only son of his family.&lt;br /&gt;He's a soldier for SAF, for Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;He's an important friend to his best friend.&lt;br /&gt;He's a need to his army mates in any time.&lt;br /&gt;He's a partner of many business associates in Amway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of these makes him not being mine totally.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;This is why, of the many many times i would rather cry alone that throwing my temper at him.&lt;br /&gt;Still, i tell myself "as long as he loves me".. it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it really okay?&lt;br /&gt;I dun tink so ba.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even accept the reasons of reasons he's giving me.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe like what he said, I'm not understanding at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yarh, i admit i am not in the very least.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not understanding, but i'm very sincere.&lt;br /&gt;And being sincere means i'm true.&lt;br /&gt;I dun hide my feelings, my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes, there's a need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends whose other half who's gonna enlist into NS soon&lt;br /&gt;I hope u understand the message i'm putting across.&lt;br /&gt;He's not urs even he says he is.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why he said tat, is bcuz he loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter what, juz keep in mind tat his reasons are just a reminder tat he still cares.&lt;br /&gt;Not bcuz he doesn't haf time, but NS is more den what u can imagine ba.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it tat way, if you and him managed to get past tat 2 years&lt;br /&gt;You're on the way to having a really stable r/s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sher,dun be afraid tat feelings will fade away. For if they do, the heart and the habits are still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-2340190974111492974?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2340190974111492974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=2340190974111492974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2340190974111492974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2340190974111492974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/accept-way-things-are.html' title='Accept the way things are'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8400626340035432369</id><published>2007-03-03T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:47:06.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S.H.E; Belief'/><title type='text'>Oh well, it makes me.. gaga..</title><content type='html'>Wahaha, i juz thought of tat funny incident tat happened last night and decided to blog it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was decided tat YiKai and Mokeong were meeting me yesterday night for supper and a relatively, "talk crap" session. And god, it was indeed crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, if you can't learn how to suck ice in a safe manner, pls don't even do tat.&lt;br /&gt;For it not only endangers ur life, it also hurts my stomach real bad.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's this guy called Mokeong in this world who apparently sucked his cup of ice so hard tat there's this piece which shot into his throat and stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO~&lt;br /&gt;You might think i'm laughing at a no-joke matter.&lt;br /&gt;But come on, it's juz a small piece of ice and when tat happened, i didn't even realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there he was, choking on that ice and yikai and i were joking abt some stupid stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, he choked like an ah pek and the ice flew out DIRECTLY from his throat.&lt;br /&gt;It made the both of us who were crapping burst out into hilarious laughter tat couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the moment i looked at his face, i could remember tat choking/coughing expression and the sound of his cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like an ah pek.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, there's this guy whom i kept seeing them EVERYWHERE over tampines.&lt;br /&gt;And i mean EVERYWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;Every pillar, every street, every corner, every building..&lt;br /&gt;Even at traffic junctions.&lt;br /&gt;The most absurd thing is, i've known him for like 3 years but I haven yet know what's his name or shld i say, he knows me but i dunno him at all.&lt;br /&gt;Good, having said tat, he got my number and sms-es are starting.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, you see i gonna get nuts in here in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's something his friend said tat intrigues me to talk abt him in here. Haha, and it's a good thing! =D which makes me happy. wahahah!&lt;br /&gt;Plus Mokeong heard it!&lt;br /&gt;Which he didn't disagree at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, just like wad YiKai said, I've no lack of guys mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, and that's one thing everyone wanna know what i did to achieve tat.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if u're me.. You will know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if one day all of the clubs close down, i bet i will no longer be affected at all already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey ! Romp2 @ St James.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intersted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø `says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nope!. I quitted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clubbing? hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but its st james !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø`  says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø`  says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not even MoMo interests me already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø`  says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lol ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good la.i wish i could quit it but its so addictive !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I quitted.. cuz of my boyfriend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø` says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loyal ah. ahah (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ø¤°`°¤ø ×[mØØñ]× ø¤°`°¤ø`  says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha! Hopefully i am.. cuz i dun dare to claim i'm loyal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the fact is like you're giving up something so fun ! for exchange of trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dara says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something from him, from our r/s.&lt;br /&gt;And i changed, no longer clubbing and declining all the invitations.&lt;br /&gt;Come on, you guys know how much i clubbed last time. And not mentioning the opening of so many new clubs brings enough excitement to get me to club.&lt;br /&gt;However, if we're talking about the present, NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe being with him, I realised that clubbing is not a thing for me and tat, to a certain extent; it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me wanna be a good girl. MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even we're no longer together, I wanna keep this habit going.&lt;br /&gt;Not bcuz i promise myself to change, but i wanna be the real me.&lt;br /&gt;And the real me is not tat wild babe who clubs all night long and dance with crazy ppl&lt;br /&gt;I'm of some value in the very least, not tat cheap inadvertently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, you might not believe me for now. But we'll see real soon when i turn 18 in just 3 months' time, whether I keep my words or not. And just wait, I'm gonna prove all of you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a promise, For what I am, For me.&lt;br /&gt;Time will prove everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8400626340035432369?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8400626340035432369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8400626340035432369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8400626340035432369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8400626340035432369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-well-it-makes-me-gaga.html' title='Oh well, it makes me.. gaga..'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4055369916951461077</id><published>2007-03-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:44:17.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>I wanna noe, if there's anyone in this world whom i could really trust.&lt;br /&gt;But other den my mom, dad and my 2 brothers..&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people whom i once trusted left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel like continuing this post anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Dun haf to explain why.&lt;br /&gt;Juz let me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you dun even understand me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4055369916951461077?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4055369916951461077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4055369916951461077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4055369916951461077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4055369916951461077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/03/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4997972964849105971</id><published>2007-02-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T23:44:40.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>I, think i'm getting from bad to worse.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as outsiders you might think I'm still the same.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I know myself well enough that this time I gotta change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attitude, my character(partially), my social life..&lt;br /&gt;And make a change.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I think I'll end up like those Ah Lians you see down the streets one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very bad.&lt;br /&gt;I know, and i dun need ppl to tell me that.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i know it's my life and there's nothing other people can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;But yarh, before I become any worser, I decided I dun wan to do like that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm giving myself 2 months to change.&lt;br /&gt;2 months to become whom i used to be in Sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious, before things get out of hand..&lt;br /&gt;And for the people around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A change will be good.&lt;br /&gt;To do away with all the regrets and start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;I declare I press the restart button.&lt;br /&gt;And this, is more den a promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4997972964849105971?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4997972964849105971/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-420988069763063459</id><published>2007-02-26T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:46.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Secret Admirer.</title><content type='html'>Okays! Before u guys start complaining i dun update and all tat..&lt;br /&gt;STOP!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many events lined up.&lt;br /&gt;So many ppl asking me out, so many things for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, parties or even invitations to MOS/Momo..&lt;br /&gt;Plus some of the photos of some events are not ready..&lt;br /&gt;So it's either i can't blog or too busy to update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last fri was steamboat with sharkie and his relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately i predicted tat they probably would ask about our past r/s of me and him.&lt;br /&gt;Well, and they went PROMOTING again as i expected!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And saturday was Mahjong day.&lt;br /&gt;With of coz those usual peepz at Sean's house.&lt;br /&gt;In any case, i was the one who jio-ed Tadpole out cuz he haven't seen me for yrs.&lt;br /&gt;And i think i heard some complains coz he actually had some plans before tat.&lt;br /&gt;Wadever, and yes sher, u noe who he is. =D&lt;br /&gt;But shhhh.. secret secret.. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought i hated East View.&lt;br /&gt;But still my ol' buddies proved tat mindset wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And we chionged PartyWorld yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of fun and yeah, really really very fun-filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's been a long time since i hit KTVs and the best thing is, those friends are there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJkShfLV3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/MEFIDg-Z6d4/s1600-h/200702252351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJkShfLV3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/MEFIDg-Z6d4/s320/200702252351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035697602743195506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i think we all haf great persuasion skills. Like the both of them, one's supposed to go for Taekwondo and one's supposed to be mugging. And yet, they ended up in PartyWorld for fun. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJk7xfLV4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qsei26EwMks/s1600-h/200702252353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJk7xfLV4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/Qsei26EwMks/s320/200702252353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035698311412799362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i swear it's fun to go anywhere with Shearn Chong. =D. Cuz i can slap him anywhere i want except his face.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, singing duets together with him was..&lt;br /&gt;*chuckles in great laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJlqxfLV6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lvgt2Nxr4b8/s1600-h/200702252357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJlqxfLV6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/lvgt2Nxr4b8/s320/200702252357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035699118866651042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's nick! Tat guy who loves to chiong PartyWorld but if u wanna hear him sing, it's like waiting for 4D Top Prize or for rain..&lt;br /&gt;Darn! Why are guys so introverted about singing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJmORfLV7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bq6WIjREJKM/s1600-h/200702252358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJmORfLV7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bq6WIjREJKM/s320/200702252358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035699728752007090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With anna, shearn chong, nicky and of course me myself. =)&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the great 406 days we're known as the Best Class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJlmBfLV5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/zy0a-ErKG5w/s1600-h/200702252355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJlmBfLV5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/zy0a-ErKG5w/s320/200702252355.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035699037262272402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the last photo I'm gonna post in here.&lt;br /&gt;To tell u forget me not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! I think i'm getting thinner! =D&lt;br /&gt;And sexier~ lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-420988069763063459?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/420988069763063459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=420988069763063459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/420988069763063459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/420988069763063459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/okays-before-u-guys-start-complaining-i.html' title='My Secret Admirer.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/ReJkShfLV3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/MEFIDg-Z6d4/s72-c/200702252351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5776281587052422222</id><published>2007-02-25T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T06:36:39.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>I love my mommee.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, home became a place for my heart to rest.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've resurrected myself!&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5776281587052422222?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5776281587052422222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5776281587052422222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5776281587052422222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5776281587052422222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-389157811748020547</id><published>2007-02-21T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:47.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Outta Unhappiness</title><content type='html'>This world leh, got too many happy and unhappy things for me to think about.. But i can choose whether i wan myself to live a happy life or a sad one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's kinda impossible for me to choose tat sad and rigid life larh.. haha.. And of course, despite i was fighting a war.. i still managed to get away to Bugis and chill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some tea house which sells gold Claypot rice. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwQoRfLV0I/AAAAAAAAADY/Mexdx1ryHbs/s1600-h/Photo-0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwQoRfLV0I/AAAAAAAAADY/Mexdx1ryHbs/s320/Photo-0311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033916767568353090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple Red Tea And Lemon Red Tea. It's not cheap okay.&lt;br /&gt;But the taste of the drink is... waaaaaahhhhhh.. Heavenly.. lmao..&lt;br /&gt;Really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwRJhfLV1I/AAAAAAAAADg/g7Y_DoaGE6I/s1600-h/Photo-0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwRJhfLV1I/AAAAAAAAADg/g7Y_DoaGE6I/s320/Photo-0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033917338799003474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i noe this claypot rice looks nice and yummy, but well, the price is nicer. haha. I shan't disclose the price here cuz previously one of my post tio complain by the someone.. LMAO.. I mean, nothing happen to me larh, but den the guy went kind of crazy and say, "walao.. good food sure expensive one mah.. why do u wanna tell the whole world abt the price leh? Ur blog everyday kena 100 hits at least like tat i everyday lose 100 customers leh"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nb. The food really darn expensive wad. Eat one meal at ur shop can go geylang be prostitute liao lor.&lt;br /&gt;Tat time i went, cannot use cash. Need to take out my mastercard.&lt;br /&gt;$98.20. Very cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwSUBfLV2I/AAAAAAAAADo/46W1yL2OLNc/s1600-h/Photo-0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwSUBfLV2I/AAAAAAAAADo/46W1yL2OLNc/s320/Photo-0315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033918618699257698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, see tat heart shape?&lt;br /&gt;I ate and ate and ate, and unknowingly the rice shaped into tat heart..&lt;br /&gt;I swear i did no photoshop, and i didn't spread the rice out in this way..&lt;br /&gt;It juz happened. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That heart shape is so exact.&lt;br /&gt;And i like it.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-389157811748020547?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/389157811748020547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=389157811748020547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/389157811748020547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/389157811748020547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/living-outta-unhappiness.html' title='Living Outta Unhappiness'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdwQoRfLV0I/AAAAAAAAADY/Mexdx1ryHbs/s72-c/Photo-0311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-3798717499328071232</id><published>2007-02-19T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:29:13.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls do much better den guys.</title><content type='html'>Guys, are all cowards.&lt;br /&gt;They dun haf the courage to face their own emotions bravely.&lt;br /&gt;When problems arise, they run, they avoid.&lt;br /&gt;And leave the other party to face the whole problem by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When problems arise, guys like to bottle their emotions up.&lt;br /&gt;They dun wanna speak up, or when they do, they SHOUT.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, argue and ended up with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna know, since u loved the girl from the start, and because u're a guy, why can't u give in to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it might sound unreasonable, but if it's a senseless argument, why can't u give in?&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz you said u love her, and tat you'll let her be happy.. plus the fact tat you're a guy and shld be magnanimous.&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to give in?&lt;br /&gt;So hard tat u will lose a body part of yours or life threatening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u initated to love the girl from the start, you wanted her to be happy don't you?&lt;br /&gt;And you were really happy to be with her juz den.&lt;br /&gt;But why let ur pride rule ur head and cause both parties to get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i noe why girls are always the ones getting hurt the most at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz the guys doesn't faces his own feelings bravely and worsen the whole situation;&lt;br /&gt;Girls carry the whole burden of the problems in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna be like what other ppl say tat it's easy for couples to break up when guys enlist for NS&lt;br /&gt;Tat's why i giving in.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i noe deep in my heart, it's not the ending i hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, i'm losing hope and faith every second.&lt;br /&gt;And i guess 3 days after today, everything shld haf faded away le ba.&lt;br /&gt;It's not tat i'm a cold blooded being, juz tat you chose to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By choosing to not say tat 3 words or keeping to ur promise of not leaving me;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not any happier cuz everything has become stagnant or meaningless juz bcuz of tat promise.&lt;br /&gt;I dun feel loved. Neither i feel happy in the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, if there's no NS, our r/s will be better.&lt;br /&gt;But bcuz of NS, i realised this r/s can't overcome obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess to me, this time is a lost cause.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, i see no hope ler.&lt;br /&gt;hanz told me to give him time.&lt;br /&gt;Sherry said i could do nothing but accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want.&lt;br /&gt;But i find it really hard to.&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't understand how it feels at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay =D&lt;br /&gt;Those friends out there tell me;&lt;br /&gt;No matter wad, I muz be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will be fine, even without you.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i'm moon.&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing i can't do when i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:hotpink;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A woman of real beauty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;smiles in trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;,gathers strength from distress&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grows brave by reflection and prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:&lt;br /&gt;Sher: Wei Xiao Pasta is right, He Qun mei you mian dui gan qing de yong qi.&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to all those true friends, who stood by me and tell me to not give up and taught me how to stand up once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-3798717499328071232?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3798717499328071232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=3798717499328071232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3798717499328071232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3798717499328071232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/girls-do-much-better-den-guys.html' title='Girls do much better den guys.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4414857505550843164</id><published>2007-02-17T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T14:38:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>It's the most joyous season of the year!&lt;br /&gt;And Spring is here.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy and excited, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, put all those unhappy problems aside!&lt;br /&gt;And celebrate Chinese New Year happily..&lt;br /&gt;Before u know it, things will be fine and better den you thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! And i wish everyone a happy chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Eat more steamboatttttt.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4414857505550843164?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4414857505550843164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4414857505550843164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4414857505550843164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4414857505550843164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4932467146322110886</id><published>2007-02-15T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:55:30.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a sport of me</title><content type='html'>You noe, sometimes when i blog about something bad, the opposite happens.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, in opposite of the bad incident, good things start happening.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot since when did this series of events start occuring..&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, i like it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the other day i was blogging about this fugly east view clerk who was so rude which seemed to make her ill-bret&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday, good incident happened.&lt;br /&gt;As posted on my previous post, tat clerk was darn rude, no manners, and totally doesn't give people or u shld students a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the opposite of yesterday happened to be tat the 2 salesgirl i met whilst buying some CNY goodies were darn nice.&lt;br /&gt;They were FREAKING nice.&lt;br /&gt;So much so they are freakin' me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Shop n Save for ur info trying to get Fizzy drinks.&lt;br /&gt;SG stands for Salesgirl okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Moon: (looking at the massive array of soft drinks, stunned)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SG1: Hello, getting them for CNY? How bout trying this new drink? It's nice.. really.. not bluffing you at all.. (give a sample to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Moon: (Had difficulty declining so i accepted the offer) Eh! Nice leh! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SG1: Yarh, it's selling one pack of 6 at $3.95.. consider it la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Moon: Errr, okay.. but i'm not sure whether i'll buy it coz i was told to buy green tea u see.. den i'll haf difficulty carrying them back home if i bought too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;SG1: It's okay larh, i can help u carry them all the way to ur house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO SHE DID.&lt;br /&gt;I was so embarrassed and stunned how some people could be so helpful and yeah, though she's only a salesgirl, she treats all the customers with utmost effort of help she could give.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike tat fugly clerk, she sucks.. BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, get it right okay!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't ask her to carry all those heavy stuff back home for me..&lt;br /&gt;And i said tat it's okay cuz i can carry them home.&lt;br /&gt;But she insisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had a hard time turning down her offer cuz she was so determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, when u meet bad things, it proves that the good ones are on the their way.&lt;br /&gt;This is one reason why humans never give up easily in finding the meaning of life for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I've this sudden urge to destroy the clerk. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4932467146322110886?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4932467146322110886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4932467146322110886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4932467146322110886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4932467146322110886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/making-sport-of-me.html' title='Making a sport of me'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-1312895749749244619</id><published>2007-02-13T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:34:40.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude People Suck!</title><content type='html'>Well, i met a lot of RUDE people today.. or shld u say Unfriendly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you noe, from what i encountered today, rude/unfriendly people look very ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, VERY.&lt;br /&gt;Well, simply bcuz they dun look good on the outside alr so they often encounter bad things..&lt;br /&gt;And so, bcuz of those bad encounters, they started to dread life and decided they shouldn't be so nice to the others and thus, they dun even haf a tinge of inner beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAO CHEEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;I totally dislike tat East View General Office Clerk.&lt;br /&gt;Fucked-up malay woman.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i juz called and asked to check for one of my friend's o level cert;&lt;br /&gt;And there she is, giving me a stuck-up and foul attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Like i owe her 1 million dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Disturbing Conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: Hi, I'm calling on behalf of my friend to check whether the school is still holding on to his o level cert (my friend here is forgetful, he forgot whether he has collected it or not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: Which cert? School leaving cert or o level one? Eh, you noe both of them are different not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: Errr, o level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: U sure huh? U better make sure you noe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: Erm, i think i'll call back later after i confirm wif my friend again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: Yarh  lar! U better make sure okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-----CUP!--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, i was really tolerant at first. But the 2nd time, she tested my patience. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: Hello, East View Sec School. (In a fucking nice voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: Er hi, i just called in just now regarding the issue about the o level cert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: (Immediately changed her tone) What you want?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: (Inner anger sprouding) Can i check on behalf of my friend whether his o level cert is still there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cb Clerk: O level cert, u go and tell ur friend that he must come to school and check himself. This kind of thing cannot check on people's behalf one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Moon: (ROAR!) Okay, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fucking chee bye. BITCH LOR.&lt;br /&gt;When i called the first time, she was asking me which cert i am asking for.&lt;br /&gt;And den when i called back, she said tat individual must go down to check himself.&lt;br /&gt;Den wads the difference whether i call or not?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASK LIKE NEVER ASK RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder 6 years alr still stay in East View and work as clerk.&lt;br /&gt;Can't even do a simple job well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like hello?!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not calling in to hear ur squeaky and cb voice lor&lt;br /&gt;And wad've I done to deserve that stupid attitude?&lt;br /&gt;What she did made me feel like punishing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan A:&lt;br /&gt;I'll call back and test her again.&lt;br /&gt;And if she gives me tat foul attitude again&lt;br /&gt;I'll call Melison See.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan B:&lt;br /&gt;I call saying that I'm one of the school's alumni&lt;br /&gt;And see what kind of attitude she'll give&lt;br /&gt;If she sounds nice this time..&lt;br /&gt;I will GAN her like siao for nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz apparently, this shows she doesn't give the students a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kind of rude people musn't stay in the society.&lt;br /&gt;And i really feel like giving her a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! And talking about another rude salesgirl made me more pissed!&lt;br /&gt;If i feel like elaborating more next time, i'll blog real soon.&lt;br /&gt;ROAR! I need a bucket full of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: If u wanna noe which salesgirl i'm talking abt, she's from Montip. =D&lt;br /&gt;With a long scar on her upper neck below the jawline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-1312895749749244619?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1312895749749244619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=1312895749749244619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1312895749749244619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1312895749749244619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/rude-people-suck.html' title='Rude People Suck!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7192650755110961906</id><published>2007-02-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:47.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advanced V'Day =D</title><content type='html'>If ur boyfriend is celebrating Valentines' Day in Camp.. LOL.. Dun fret..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there's this word called, "Advanced". =D How great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB3kz5CECI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wUpymZ0uNDM/s1600-h/Photo-0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB3kz5CECI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wUpymZ0uNDM/s320/Photo-0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030652258061258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect it coming at all, or shld i say his pretending/acting skills are really superb? wahaha, but yes.. managed to surprise me big time though!&lt;br /&gt;Plus the BLUE roses, it's darn sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB4OT5CEDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NG_oay9Zi7c/s1600-h/Photo-0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB4OT5CEDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NG_oay9Zi7c/s320/Photo-0307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030652971025829938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a speciality in buying presents. Really, his presents always come in very nice and pretty wrapping paper which will make the other party visualise the inside to be something really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, but inside is always very nice still okay? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB5Jz5CEEI/AAAAAAAAADE/-EfCNTPofro/s1600-h/Photo-0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB5Jz5CEEI/AAAAAAAAADE/-EfCNTPofro/s320/Photo-0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030653993228046402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-ta-dah! A really cute Me To You bear hugging 3 big words saying "i love you". =D&lt;br /&gt;Okays, it might not mean anything to you&lt;br /&gt;But it means loads of things to me..&lt;br /&gt;And I've been wanting him to buy me a soft toy long long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;And with this soft toy, it can sort of substitue him when he's not by my side in camp.&lt;br /&gt;But i still prefer the actual person though. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this post will make some couples yearn for valentines' day.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i'm so glad i still haf Valentines day even though not on the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;So i won't be jealous seeing ppl carrying flowers on tat day alr okay!!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love my hunny. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7192650755110961906?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7192650755110961906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7192650755110961906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7192650755110961906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7192650755110961906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/advanced-vday-d.html' title='Advanced V&apos;Day =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RdB3kz5CECI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wUpymZ0uNDM/s72-c/Photo-0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6504641792105955630</id><published>2007-02-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:12:51.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown</title><content type='html'>Wah seh, after much sight-seeing at chinatown alone today, I wanna tell you guys..&lt;br /&gt;Chinatown is a very nice place to be in.. =D&lt;br /&gt;For those English friends who hates Chinese traditions/dun give a damn abt it..&lt;br /&gt;U can forget abt going there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz simply it isn't the place for u.&lt;br /&gt;TRY NIGHTCLUBS.&lt;br /&gt;They're very ENGLISH though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not tryin' to be sarcastic, but somehow I guess if u're a Chinese, u should pride in ur own tradition yeah? And to me, being a Chinese is the proudest thing tat has ever been blessed on me, followed by being a Singporean next in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand why there're some people who keeps talking/speaking in English like they're some kind of ang moh but apparently the fact they're still chinese. And if u ever come talking abt Chinese tradition to them, they'll go "ugh, i'm not really into tat kind of thing u see.." or some stupid lame reasons like "my parents dun celebrate, so tat's why i'm so shunned away by it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on larh, i dun see any bad points about being a Chinese lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u're given the chance to choose between Bangladeshi or Chinese, which one would u pick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, try telling me "DUH, of coz chinese larh.. banglas always get discriminated by people". But do u ever think of why u're saying this particular sentence today!?&lt;br /&gt;It's juz simply bcuz being a Chinese, u're so used to having a higher status of race than the others already, tat's why u're passing that remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO?&lt;br /&gt;U can stop reading at this place forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not trying to make people fall in love with Chinese or you name it.. But look, i believe our culture is the one and only race that really teaches our people loads of things.. From philosophy to ethics, u name it. This is also the reason why ang mohs are yearning to learn Chinese and its culture too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun tell me ur Chinese SUCKS la! Like hello?! I'm not born with a mouth that is able to spit fluent chinese words/sentences out much less den proverbs or similes..&lt;br /&gt;It's effort.&lt;br /&gt;The amount of effort u're willing to put in gives you the results of what you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, my English sucks big time in the past too.&lt;br /&gt;Like when people called on my mom at home, having asked them to hold on..&lt;br /&gt;I say 'ah ah.. u wait a while..'&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, at tat time, I felt a little bit lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet that person on the other line muz be thinking, "This girl can't even master basic grammer well, let alone SPEAK".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, things are much different alr. Thanks to my ANG MOH friends who keep talking to me in English, it's not tat hard for me to speak fast and also, BLOG FAST. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;And back to Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights and sounds there are WOW!&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;But of course u've to go there at night.&lt;br /&gt;It looks really plain in the day though.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the CNY goodies there are damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 boxes of any kind of tarts u can find at a shop cost only $6.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. SIX.&lt;br /&gt;I bought 5 home today; Pineapple/peanut tarts, twister biscuits.. etc&lt;br /&gt;So happy~wahaha&lt;br /&gt;But got squashed and my feet got stepped or kena buah quite a few times by the overwhelming crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, traffic policemen are quite brainy nowadays&lt;br /&gt;They even thought of going to Chinatown to do business&lt;br /&gt;And yes, business is darn good there!&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the roads there is no different from the roads at orchard.&lt;br /&gt;And people get lazy of parking and leave their cars by the road side.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho~&lt;br /&gt;I bet CNY is the time traffic police dun haf to fret about not hitting their quota.&lt;br /&gt;wahahah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go there again!&lt;br /&gt;With my honey next time =D&lt;br /&gt;He says he wanna take a look at the beautiful CNY decorations too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Dun put on weight people&lt;br /&gt;And eat more steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG XI FA CAI ^^ ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6504641792105955630?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6504641792105955630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6504641792105955630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6504641792105955630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6504641792105955630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/chinatown.html' title='Chinatown'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-6476337076146576349</id><published>2007-02-07T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:12:51.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our very own Soccer :D</title><content type='html'>Yes! Our lions won! Defeating the jian thailand with a score of 3-2, the prize giving ceremony really found my excitement the times when i was watching foreign football..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe, i realised everytime i talked about soccer, more guys get more interested which means the hits on this blog increases more den the average time when i was blogging about my life or people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm really starting to love our very own national team~&lt;br /&gt;You can really get "high" now by watching local football..&lt;br /&gt;And just watching our team bring the cup back home is touching man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i will see my own country winning a championship in front of my eyes. And the confetti bursting into the air and colorful steamers rained down the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm in thailand the other day, DARN!&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll shout my lungs out~&lt;br /&gt;Cuz despite thailand being so JIAN, we still won! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well girls, if u dun like soccer, try to watch it once in a while larh. Cuz eventually, your boyfriends will like it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I hope this post will make it a 117 hits per day on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-6476337076146576349?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6476337076146576349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=6476337076146576349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6476337076146576349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/6476337076146576349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/our-very-own-soccer-d.html' title='Our very own Soccer :D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7880880527438840919</id><published>2007-02-04T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T17:37:55.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad is Shack leh?</title><content type='html'>Erm, i tink for the 1st time of this year.. I stayed home for my weekends totally.&lt;br /&gt;haha, maybe cuz of the fact that my honey's not with me?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Okay, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;And i kept myself busy by cleaning up my LIVING ROOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: It's living room only. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for those who came to my house when i was Sec 2 in the past, LOL. Okay, i admit it's horrific. Dun ever remind me of it. I mean, i bet ppl like Sherry or Winnie can't stand the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really mean MESSY. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, but now it's really tidy alr okie sweeties! I swear! *chuckles in great laughter*&lt;br /&gt;Den i dun haf to suffer the humiliation of a stupid messy house anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, juz cleaning up the living room took 2 days if u ever wanna noe. LOL. I suppose Sherry will understand why larh.. wahahah.. (DUN TELL ANYONE OKAY?) lol.&lt;br /&gt;And it's not really as hard as i thought.. or maybe this time i'm MORE determined to get rid of things. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D.&lt;br /&gt;Living room down.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i can't even tear that double decker bed down.&lt;br /&gt;ROAARRRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i've tried my every means to dismantle it.&lt;br /&gt;But the screws or wadever u call it won't even BUDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they're trying to resort me to using an AXE to chop it down.&lt;br /&gt;Issac Newton in the making, this time chopping down a double decker bed instead of an apple tree.&lt;br /&gt;Very well, we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again VERY soon.&lt;br /&gt;If i ever manage to get tat bed moving.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, an early Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;br /&gt;Get ready to eat steamboat, sweets, oranges.. blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, the Ang Baos are the things tat thrills me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Sherrie, YOU'RE NOT FAT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7880880527438840919?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7880880527438840919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7880880527438840919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7880880527438840919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7880880527438840919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/wad-is-shack-leh.html' title='Wad is Shack leh?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8039511131688659270</id><published>2007-02-02T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:18:17.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i miss johnny.&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing i could do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's away.&lt;br /&gt;At tekong having field camp.&lt;br /&gt;And i noe he's having a bad time too.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, i know he misses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks. Tat feeling sucks.&lt;br /&gt;7 days. All alone.&lt;br /&gt;Can't call, can't talk.. no form of communication.&lt;br /&gt;it's okay, we still have telepathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel bad. Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;And with my mom nagging there bout things which doesn't concern me, it's pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying.&lt;br /&gt;I need johnny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;We will go through this TOGETHER.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not gonna be easy.&lt;br /&gt;But LOVE can brave all storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my smile will make all our worries go away =D&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i love you. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8039511131688659270?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8039511131688659270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8039511131688659270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8039511131688659270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8039511131688659270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8190832659192406686</id><published>2007-01-29T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:24:05.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakes head</title><content type='html'>I juz finished watching Girls Out Loud.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i dun support Xiaxue, but yeah, that show is interesting..&lt;br /&gt;And tat's what keeps me watching it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last episode juz now shows Xiaxue before and after her nose job!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. Damn nice can the nose?&lt;br /&gt;And it made me looked into the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me realise i've a BIG and FLAT nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i'm quite low in spirits about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, 17 years.. 17 years man..&lt;br /&gt;And i juz realise i haven't really got an outstanding bodypart.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the nose!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROARR!&lt;br /&gt;And my mom tells me the nose is really important for beauty purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shakes head in disbelief*&lt;br /&gt;I actually felt a bit low self esteemed for the 1st time okay?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Sucks man!&lt;br /&gt;Plus the mole on my nose makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!.. I'm god damned determined to get rid of that mole SOON!&lt;br /&gt;And what about the flat and big nose?&lt;br /&gt;No, i dun wanna go for nose job.. cuz it's kinda fake..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i'll juz leave it for the TIME BEING..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i juz remembered someone told me, "Real beauty is in here" (Points to his heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're beautiful.. you're beautiful.. you're beautiful.. IT'S TRUE''&lt;br /&gt;lmao. Josh Groban. wahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8190832659192406686?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8190832659192406686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8190832659192406686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8190832659192406686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8190832659192406686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/shakes-head.html' title='Shakes head'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4038545374106669700</id><published>2007-01-25T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:09:32.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See see see, never see before ah?</title><content type='html'>Singaporeans, LIKE TO WATCH.&lt;br /&gt;Everything u know.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;Not tv, not handsome boys or pretty girls.&lt;br /&gt;But "public incidents".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as they get to "watch show"..&lt;br /&gt;Even there's no time, they die die wan to chiong over and watch a while.&lt;br /&gt;-_-!&lt;br /&gt;They can watch every kind of shows..&lt;br /&gt;from accidents, people fainting, committing suicide or couples quarreling..&lt;br /&gt;Singaporeans 1st one to run there and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why in Singapore, most crimes have got witnesses.&lt;br /&gt;CUZ PPL LIKE TO WATCH MAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say there's this accident that happened nearby a supermarket..&lt;br /&gt;There's this group of aunties making purchases and heard the bang..&lt;br /&gt;Den a sudden rush of enthusiasium shoots up and they started talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Eh, u got hear one sound not? Like bang! like that one..&lt;br /&gt;B: YAH YAH YAH! HAVE HAVE!&lt;br /&gt;C: Wan go see not? See wad happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B looks into the distance and saw a group of people crowing over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: Eeeh eehh, i tink it's an accident leh..&lt;br /&gt;A: HUH! EH GO ALR LAR! DUN BUY ALR.. GO SEE GO SEE!!&lt;br /&gt;C: Quick quick, if not later too many people cannot watch liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've good news.&lt;br /&gt;Here i'm blogging halfway but i juz ran out of ideas on wad to blog alr.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Signs Off!&lt;br /&gt;-Paiseh huh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4038545374106669700?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4038545374106669700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4038545374106669700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4038545374106669700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4038545374106669700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/see-see-see-never-see-before-ah.html' title='See see see, never see before ah?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-3944674091030370552</id><published>2007-01-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:47.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me And You..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbJOXpezVNI/AAAAAAAAACo/MvMoRW_2o-g/s1600-h/m00nejohnny1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbJOXpezVNI/AAAAAAAAACo/MvMoRW_2o-g/s320/m00nejohnny1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022162702650528978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! We're together for 6 months alr!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, half a year of happy memories, romantic times and not forgetting those lameshit quarrels/arguments/cold wars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i suppose it all falls back to having a strong r/s.&lt;br /&gt;One that can make both of us stick together till the end.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i'm sooo happy. And so is he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make our love live on for eternity okie?&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-3944674091030370552?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3944674091030370552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=3944674091030370552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3944674091030370552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3944674091030370552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/me-and-you.html' title='Me And You..'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbJOXpezVNI/AAAAAAAAACo/MvMoRW_2o-g/s72-c/m00nejohnny1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-4114857258721852805</id><published>2007-01-19T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:48.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love only you =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbBu4ZezVMI/AAAAAAAAACc/YlsWdEKWP74/s1600-h/Photo-0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbBu4ZezVMI/AAAAAAAAACc/YlsWdEKWP74/s320/Photo-0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021635499709912258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the Best ice-cream in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not Haagen-Daz, not swensens, not Ben&amp;amp;Jerry's..&lt;br /&gt;But it's any ice-cream u can tink of!&lt;br /&gt;As long as you got it depending on your own abilites =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! And tat ice cream in tat photo up there is wad i got yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. from the ice cream seller outside school.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, i did nothing practically.&lt;br /&gt;Juz went on crapping like 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;Saying stupid things like "uncle, u very handsome.." LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And made his day brighten up so much tat he treated me for this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I hope i'll always be this cheerful to brighten up everyone's day.&lt;br /&gt;Especially johnny's. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-4114857258721852805?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4114857258721852805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=4114857258721852805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4114857258721852805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/4114857258721852805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-only-you-d.html' title='I love only you =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RbBu4ZezVMI/AAAAAAAAACc/YlsWdEKWP74/s72-c/Photo-0321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-594185969592054408</id><published>2007-01-18T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:48.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A ring for singles out there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/Ra8RJJezVLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zBR6R7r1w-0/s1600-h/singlering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/Ra8RJJezVLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zBR6R7r1w-0/s320/singlering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5021250958402999474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;=D. If you're wondering what is so special about that ring up there, this turquoise acrylic blue ring is named "Single Ring" or "Singelringen"(swedish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The founder of this ring; Johan Wahlback recognized that although married people and engaged people have rings, there was nothing that allowed single men and women to clearly announce their status.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Singelringen is a ring that proudly states "I am single". =)&lt;br /&gt;Cool yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singelringen is a unisex ring that features an turquoise acrylic layer shining over a sterling silver band engraved with "made in Sweden" and a unique registration number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i noe u guys will want one. Cuz the actual product is really nice can?&lt;br /&gt;But even if u've money, i dun tink u can get it...&lt;br /&gt;Reason cuz there're only 5 being imported into Singapore =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if ever u wanna offer a high price to buy it..&lt;br /&gt;Wei Wen is currently owning 1 of the 5 rings in sg..&lt;br /&gt;So offer him like 10K.. i'm sure he'll wanna sell it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of hard to find the same ppl wif the same ring in this way.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Will blog again real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-594185969592054408?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/594185969592054408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=594185969592054408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/594185969592054408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/594185969592054408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/ring-for-singles-out-there.html' title='A ring for singles out there!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/Ra8RJJezVLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zBR6R7r1w-0/s72-c/singlering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8328579479019670890</id><published>2007-01-16T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:49.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Republic's Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazYNJezVJI/AAAAAAAAABw/FxVv-SOa21M/s1600-h/Photo-0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 204px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazYNJezVJI/AAAAAAAAABw/FxVv-SOa21M/s320/Photo-0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020625405006271634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,  open house..  bwg..&lt;br /&gt;Like i said in my previous post, I'm a tour guide..&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, fuck those stupid rowdy kids out there okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine u urself bring a class of 42 students;&lt;br /&gt;31 GIRLS and 11 boys.&lt;br /&gt;And the 31 girls are totally fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Like u asked them to move, they'll juz stay rooted to the ground and stoned at you.&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if i was once like that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun tink so leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNB.&lt;br /&gt;And sickeningly, WIRELESS campus has VERY LOW RECEPTION to handphones.&lt;br /&gt;Which means i'm running all around, from front to back.&lt;br /&gt;Telling those fucking kids to crowd around those booths.&lt;br /&gt;Or worse, trying to pull them out of the booths they were so engrossed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the lunch provided was another (@!&amp;$)@&amp;amp;amp;#@!(!^&amp;)!()&amp;amp;~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazWe5ezVII/AAAAAAAAABo/3YFiI6vb_t4/s1600-h/Photo-0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazWe5ezVII/AAAAAAAAABo/3YFiI6vb_t4/s320/Photo-0320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020623510925694082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the kanasai photo? Very "delicious" lunch yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Very hard and cold rice.. plus 2 piece of fish wif the really fishy smell.. one fried beancurd.. and one small pathetic chicken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: if it looks nice to you, it's bcuz i've great phototaking skills. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the nicest item is the beancurd alr lor. -_-!! *roll eyes&lt;br /&gt;Well, but i managed to gope another different packet of food from the other group.. which has HOTDOG in it, which is what i want. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazWQZezVHI/AAAAAAAAABg/LcDhVe5m4es/s1600-h/Photo-0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazWQZezVHI/AAAAAAAAABg/LcDhVe5m4es/s320/Photo-0321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020623261817590898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, open house started at 11 though and there're no schools coming in. So we tour guides, waited. I dun understand why, but all that time we're waiting, no buses came in. Till 1.40 pm, 10 plus buses came rushing in like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was paired up wif an INDIAN :)&lt;br /&gt;Dunno is i suay or she heng.&lt;br /&gt;Wadever larh, i've alr accepted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, that cheebye class i guided was from DAMAI SEC.&lt;br /&gt;They suck, but still i told them they're NICE.&lt;br /&gt;Well, of coz i've to say tat yeah?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, Tour guides shld appear nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And telling them they're nice makes me EXTRA nice too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, when i send them off back to their buses after the whole tour of one hour and 45 mins, i felt like i accomplished a great task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of them smiled and waved me goodbye. haha, one even sent a flying kiss =)&lt;br /&gt;I suppose they can see my effort though.&lt;br /&gt;The sense of satisfaction, the feeling of success, the feeling of being more den relieved;&lt;br /&gt;It's more den words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm touched by all the effort i've put in today.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't run away when i thought i would.&lt;br /&gt;It's another breakthrough again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liao bu qi wor moon..&lt;br /&gt;You did the greatest job in the whole open house!&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all the schools left, i was ransacking those leftover goody bags for MPH vouchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazYgJezVKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qRX60MltBlU/s1600-h/Photo-0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazYgJezVKI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qRX60MltBlU/s320/Photo-0323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020625731423786146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! $115 worth of MPH vouchers~&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Each is worth 5 dollars, so if u did ur math, it's 23 goody bags i ransacked.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;And alot alot of files/notebooks too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! With the day ended wif YiKai accompanying me to Shop N Save to buy 3 strips of toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm so proud of myself today. 16 January 2oo7.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8328579479019670890?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8328579479019670890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8328579479019670890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8328579479019670890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8328579479019670890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/republics-open-house.html' title='Republic&apos;s Open House'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RazYNJezVJI/AAAAAAAAABw/FxVv-SOa21M/s72-c/Photo-0322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-3282977323379427292</id><published>2007-01-12T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:49.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me!</title><content type='html'>I bet in all of your minds..&lt;br /&gt;The image of me is a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;And tat image is either a smiling or a laughing one!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, anyone noes what's the nicest drink in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RacqmJezVGI/AAAAAAAAABU/0kuk4g8aROQ/s1600-h/Yogurt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RacqmJezVGI/AAAAAAAAABU/0kuk4g8aROQ/s320/Yogurt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019027144596214882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's any drink u can think of, as long as you win it!&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I suppose this yogurt drink certainly is the most easy BET ever..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And despite a crow dropping out of nowhere on my head last night..&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it did brought some luck though..&lt;br /&gt;Like a test started later when i tot i was too late..&lt;br /&gt;haha, nothing to say but happy happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Apparently, tat guy who lost his bet saw me blogging now and kicked up a FIT. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-3282977323379427292?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3282977323379427292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=3282977323379427292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3282977323379427292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/3282977323379427292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/me.html' title='Me!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RacqmJezVGI/AAAAAAAAABU/0kuk4g8aROQ/s72-c/Yogurt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-2360497138497599743</id><published>2007-01-11T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T10:30:22.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL. Sorry?</title><content type='html'>Haha, right.. i apologize for not blogging for such a long time okays?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, i'm not even busy.. erm, juz lazy to blog.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  open house is coming for all the polys soon yeah..&lt;br /&gt;And i'm wondering why rp is doing so so much for a open house..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, they are making it REAL big..&lt;br /&gt;And ya.. i suppose 3 quarters of the school is involved in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a TOUR GUIDE!&lt;br /&gt;lmao, to bring those secondary students around the school and tell them what rp has for them..&lt;br /&gt;I suppose more intake this year cuz everyone seem to want a laptop for leisure and educational purpose alot..&lt;br /&gt;Well, the trend is going up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lectures, no tutorials..&lt;br /&gt;Only classroom interactions and powerpoint presentations!&lt;br /&gt;And u get to work with all kinds of ppl..&lt;br /&gt;Yah, even those u dun like.. ha~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, i guess i gotta go..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm blogging in the library now and there's work to do..&lt;br /&gt;And today's problem juz SUCKS..&lt;br /&gt;Adding on i'm damn sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;Tat i didn't even call my hunny last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'll update real soon k?&lt;br /&gt;Juz stay tuned to seaofmilk.blogspot.com!&lt;br /&gt;*adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-2360497138497599743?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2360497138497599743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=2360497138497599743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2360497138497599743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2360497138497599743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/lol-sorry.html' title='LOL. Sorry?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7646884962793089610</id><published>2007-01-02T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T04:01:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness; You Gave It All To Me</title><content type='html'>我想说其实你很好&lt;br /&gt;你自己却不知道&lt;br /&gt;真心的对我好&lt;br /&gt;不要求回报&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人希望他过更好&lt;br /&gt;打从心里暖暖的&lt;br /&gt;你比自己更重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想说其实你很好&lt;br /&gt;你自己却不知道&lt;br /&gt;从来都很低调&lt;br /&gt;自信心不高&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人希望他过更好&lt;br /&gt;打从心里暖暖的&lt;br /&gt;你比自己更重要&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tat's why I love you, Johnny Zhang Zong Kun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7646884962793089610?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7646884962793089610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7646884962793089610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7646884962793089610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7646884962793089610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2007/01/happiness-you-gave-it-all-to-me.html' title='Happiness; You Gave It All To Me'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-1074996066030894032</id><published>2006-12-31T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T04:32:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post for 2006.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A rush of mix feelings.. a moment of wanting to yearn or not... a moment of uncertainty.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here comes 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And buhbye to 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So many things i've done this year, and so many things that awaits me to break through for a better tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking back, i really grow up ler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I no longer is complacent anymore, no longer that careless and rash to unexpected situations anymore, short to say.. I became more meticulous over the years, physically and also mentally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I learn to do things step by step, and taking them in my stride. I tell myself i muz be happy, so that i will be able to hang on and things will always be much more easier for me. And gradually, happiness became such an important thing in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I also made a change in my aspirations. Those ambitions i used to want myself to become seem no longer that important to me, and yah.. I want to see myself working a job that i can spent a lifetime on.. one tat is happy to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I realised quarrels are juz mere nothings. Air, nothingless. It's up to anyone to forgive and forget. Tat's how easy it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And how lucky am i to have people loving me all around. Family, friends and not forgetting my honey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna make this year(2007) a fruitful one. Though i know i'm gonna be real busy with projects and retaking of my o's, I know i dun wanna procastinate again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's get this done and over with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For a brighter future and a happier me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 2007. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-1074996066030894032?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1074996066030894032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=1074996066030894032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1074996066030894032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1074996066030894032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-post-for-2006.html' title='The last post for 2006.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5822234271972978115</id><published>2006-12-29T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:49:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An interesting thing to watch if u're sian~</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOUQfE_PbIA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MOUQfE_PbIA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, juz watch that video if u wan? I guarantee u will find it interesting if u watched project superstar and SG idol. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5822234271972978115?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5822234271972978115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5822234271972978115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5822234271972978115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5822234271972978115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/interesting-thing-to-watch-if-ure-sian.html' title='An interesting thing to watch if u&apos;re sian~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-2286621321308615274</id><published>2006-12-28T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:30:21.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge is fun! Juz wait. I'm back in MAPLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;From: "MapleSEA Abuse Division" &lt;abuse@maplesea.com&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;To: "Wong Moon Ngoh" &lt;frozen_lurve@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;Subject: AsiaSoft Passport - Your game account has been banned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;Date: Wed, 27 Dec 2006 17:35:55 +0800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;Dear Wong Moon Ngoh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;Please be informed that your MapleSEA character 'Littlegurl' has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;caught for hacking in-game and will be ban for 60 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;If you have more than one MapleSEA account, your remaining MapleSEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;account(s) has also been suspended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;A penalty fee of SGD$104.00 or USD$66.35 will be charged if you wish to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;re-activate your *banned / suspended MapleSEA account(s).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;* Banned account will only be release after serving the 60 days ban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D.. see? my account kena banned? Why leh? Cuz my bro is so fucking keen to make a name for me in Aquila, Bootes, Or evn Cassiopia.. Knn..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not fed up that my items, fame, money and everything are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Juz fucked up that i need to restart again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind. I shall be the most famous hacker in all 4 worlds.&lt;br /&gt;=D.&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for it man.&lt;br /&gt;And too bad for those who kena looted/cheated by me.&lt;br /&gt;Asiasoft turned me into a devil. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i did reply tat mail. LOL.. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KNNBCCB. Dun even noe wad the fuck happen and starting banning ppl. Well, for all i care... go ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;noe why so many hackers are surfacing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Cuz asiasoft's a fucking unreasonable organisation that doesn't freaking give a damn to all of its users. Plus it's cheating money so unreasonably tat u guys call it LEGAL. (=D, everyone is saying this if u fucked up mother fuckers do not know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hey, tat's fucked up. or worse den fucked up. Should try cutting off ur penises or vaginas and let it rot in some place. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go ahead and ban me. U turn a friendly user into a devil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And juz wait, I'm gonna make a name for myself in all those worlds and hack the fuck out of  game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yes, make MORE petrols GMS. I'm waiting for that. U ban this, i get another account, u ban tat.. i've another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try doing something abt that. Cuz i seriously think that u can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuz u guys are a organisation tat is fucking stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Come on, the penalty charged to unban the accounts are multiplied by 2?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, dun worry fucking GMS/admins.. I haf a lot of tricks up my sleeves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Juz fucking prepare to patch and patch and patch and patch and patch ur game CONTINOUSLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i will invent MORE hacks and spread it throughout the world. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be it those kids playing Maplestory, or wad the fuckshit u guys invent called PANGYA?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW DO U EVEN PRONOUNCE THAT PROPERLY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No wait.. how the fuck did u even manage to come up with this mother fucking name?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I seriously tink other organisations can do better than u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why not juz get the fuck out of Asia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This fucking game is ruining the lives of everyone man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If u tink by cheating money out of those poor kids who are starving themselves during recess, hoho.. FUCK UR MOTHERS AND FATHERS MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going to get my revenge. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Try and STOP me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muahahahahahah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: i feel damn song now. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-2286621321308615274?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2286621321308615274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=2286621321308615274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2286621321308615274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2286621321308615274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/revenge-is-fun-juz-wait-im-back-in.html' title='revenge is fun! 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I&apos;m back in MAPLE.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5718598928079778335</id><published>2006-12-27T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T20:34:17.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating~~!!</title><content type='html'>The earthquake in taiwan is disrupting our internet connection locally!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's freakin' irritating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, count this time i'm lucky to be able blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall wait for the connection to get better den i'll blog more~&lt;br /&gt;For now, let's get well with my sickness.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5718598928079778335?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5718598928079778335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5718598928079778335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5718598928079778335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5718598928079778335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/irritating.html' title='Irritating~~!!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5385896474467359393</id><published>2006-12-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:49.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 more mins until Santa completes his job.</title><content type='html'>Christmas Presents From My Hunny, Not Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xGzPYTFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qJwDJWJ-o2k/s1600-h/Photo-0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xGzPYTFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qJwDJWJ-o2k/s320/Photo-0303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490009422875730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A box of chocolate from chocolate world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xRzPYTGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SdIQ2wgegwc/s1600-h/Photo-0304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xRzPYTGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/SdIQ2wgegwc/s320/Photo-0304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490198401436770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Big and heavy present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xmjPYTHI/AAAAAAAAABA/XKx6YlDJajM/s1600-h/Photo-0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xmjPYTHI/AAAAAAAAABA/XKx6YlDJajM/s320/Photo-0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012490554883722354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i wanted very much from precious moments~&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to spend christmas with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;I wan every every year to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Till i die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5385896474467359393?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5385896474467359393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5385896474467359393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5385896474467359393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5385896474467359393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/15-more-mins-until-santa-completes-his.html' title='15 more mins until Santa completes his job.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RY_xGzPYTFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qJwDJWJ-o2k/s72-c/Photo-0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5849128695333535602</id><published>2006-12-25T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T16:55:34.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festivals!</title><content type='html'>A brand new year, a brand new start is going to revitalise everything!&lt;br /&gt;And when Christmas approaches every year, everyone knows they'll be counting down to the very next year 5 days later and oh yeah~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;-I hope my ang baos this year won't shrink kies.. i dun mind foregin currencies like shillings, pounds, or US dollars.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will like very much to wish my friends all,&lt;br /&gt;a Happy Christmas And Merry New Year =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ppl who deserves Santa Claus dropping by their house and give them a present are those are Sherilynnnnn, Freddd, Jacelyn, Xing Juannn.. Zhengxi or more? Did i leave out any?&lt;br /&gt;-Let me noe if i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they deserve santa's present leh?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they wished me merry christmas on my tagboard u see, and tat shows how nice they are..&lt;br /&gt;And santa gives presents to those who are nice and obedient the whole year throughout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shhhh, i tell u guys a secret yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm Santa's favourite daughter.. =D&lt;br /&gt;Den Santa entrusted me for the deposits/storing of the christmas presents on the moon itself..&lt;br /&gt;Tat's one way humans can't find it.. cuz they wouldn't probably go up the moon oftenly..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But u noe tat year when the Apollo II landed on the moon and the first man started walking on my home ground, piang eh..&lt;br /&gt;It nearly created a disaster for me and almost tore the trust santa had in me...&lt;br /&gt;But Santa didn't even tick me off, yet he said "tat's mankind, they find every possiblity to make their lives better"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tat's why.. the point i'm telling u this story is cuz i want to tell u I can let Santa know that you guys deserves a present mah!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, for those crazy chiongsters and friends of mine who went clubbing yesterday, erm.. i didn't suppose getting drunk of christmas is a good idea... LOL.. cuz santa feels that if u wanna drink, u shld juz drink plain water.. LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever get urself drunk man, seriously.. I remember the first and last time i got drunk was at MOS.. and i didn't wanna go out on the dance floor to prevent any mishappenings, i slept in the toilet for 1 and half hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the toilet. =/&lt;br /&gt;And vomitted everything out except my intestines..&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is unbearable can?&lt;br /&gt;U can't see properly, can't walk properly, and keep having the urge to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;And Santa was so angry with me that he almost threaten not to give me any presents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights, i suppose tat shld round up for a good post on christmas day..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ask u guys a simple question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of tree is christmas tree? (the name eg, rain tree,  umbrella treee, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dunno??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Coniference tree larh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: salute me for my wisdom. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and there...&lt;br /&gt;Happy Christmas And A Merry New Year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, 2007!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5849128695333535602?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5849128695333535602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5849128695333535602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5849128695333535602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5849128695333535602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/festivals.html' title='Festivals!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7078510204928870707</id><published>2006-12-23T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:54:03.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>Never felt more relieved and contented like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan nothing but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Weilik doesn't wanna wish me Merry Christmas. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7078510204928870707?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7078510204928870707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7078510204928870707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7078510204928870707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7078510204928870707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-1832003222262602343</id><published>2006-12-22T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T03:11:39.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke.</title><content type='html'>My wallet looks okay on the outside, but inside POK liao. Argh~ If i'm some sort of big shot's daughter, i guess i won't haf money problem lor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, timberland's products are freaking expensive. And tat's the reason why my wallet got one hole. Well, i am so pathetic to the extent that i'm left with only $2.50. But i still managed to haf supper though, cuz of someone called "buttock boy" who treated me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: name is not gonna be disclosed. cuz if that's the case, there'll be a lot of ppl pestering for him for treats. (Singaporeans larh.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i tink this time i really pathetic alr larh.&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that i have problems having proper meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is tat so?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i bought something that costs me $223.90&lt;br /&gt;Well, not gonna say wad is it though.&lt;br /&gt;But well, guess there'll be ppl saying i never haf proper financial management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, i bought it cuz it's important okay?&lt;br /&gt;And i juz wanna buy it, that's the only thought that came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;The consequences .. tat's the later part.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it step by step la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No money to haf meals?&lt;br /&gt;Well, stay at home and rot until i die lor.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe some kind hearted soul would like to spare me some?&lt;br /&gt;Nets/credit card is also accepted though. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - i'm afraid. cuz i can't predict my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, someone asked me, "moon nah, why those pricings dun wan to haf whole numbers but those 90 cents or 99 cents behind?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, simple!&lt;br /&gt;Dun you noe the answer?&lt;br /&gt;Juz think!&lt;br /&gt;Common sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of the appearance of the price =)&lt;br /&gt;Imagine something that is 99 bucks and on the price tag it juz says "$99".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it look indifferent and unappealing alr?&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if it's $99.90, doesn't it look more presentable?&lt;br /&gt;Well, makes sense not?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should be right ba.&lt;br /&gt;HA!HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-1832003222262602343?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1832003222262602343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=1832003222262602343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1832003222262602343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/1832003222262602343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/broke.html' title='Broke.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-298326051370786785</id><published>2006-12-20T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:00:21.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Kies?</title><content type='html'>Well, all i can say, ppl whom u can't click/mix well with, LEAVE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D.&lt;br /&gt;Why u wanna make urself so miserble leh?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, u haf to try and "pei he" them, have to see their attitude, and lastly, feeling NOT happy at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, all i can say is that u've got confidence in urself.. and u noe this ppl are juz mere losers being compared to you larh.. i mean, they're like NOTHING lor.. whether what they wanna compete with u.. they dun even stand a chance lar.. I mean, all they noe.. is juz to INSULT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, cuz juz to remind u, there're ppl who live in this world insulting you the whole time and earn their so-called "happiness" in this way.. To me, they're LOSERS.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you can be cocky now, u can insult anything you want now.. But i'm gonna see how badly these ppl are gonna lose in the face of LOVE in future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Dr Love doesn't take such crap wad.&lt;br /&gt;Haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girl... dun feel lousy alright?&lt;br /&gt;If your dad sees u like that, i'm going to get a scolding again -_-!&lt;br /&gt;This ppl who can't click with u, the only reason i can say is that you are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why LOSERS can never become WINNERS.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-298326051370786785?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/298326051370786785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=298326051370786785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/298326051370786785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/298326051370786785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/feel-good-kies.html' title='Feel Good Kies?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-2713327065078756362</id><published>2006-12-19T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:58:50.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food. Fat. Flat.</title><content type='html'>okay, i started off actually being quite happy abt today. Cuz there's this class gathering together at seoul garden and i can eat a lot..&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgGJjPYTCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LJEGpgXDCWA/s1600-h/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgGJjPYTCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LJEGpgXDCWA/s320/food.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010261346598013986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With lots and lots of seafood like calarmari (a nicer name den sotong), all kinds of chicken; garlic, chilli, satay.. fishballs, fresh fish, beef, fruits, icecream.. everything larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgHDjPYTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ICePq9KPGjg/s1600-h/Photo-0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgHDjPYTDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ICePq9KPGjg/s320/Photo-0296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010262343030426674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of food we took, was like the most i ever did. More den those times i ate at other buffet outlets.. or maybe cuz food relieves a little part of sadness too.. Anyways, i went for the food for like 4 rounds.. rounds and rounds of eating.. until finally, yeah.. everyone decided to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had a little bit of fun trying to "bottom up" with my frens, splashing the drinks all over the table and food.. and onto the griller which leads to the very LOUD sizzling sound and alot of smoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgISDPYTEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SZfdiCb9oRM/s1600-h/Photo-0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgISDPYTEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/SZfdiCb9oRM/s320/Photo-0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010263691650157634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there, the kuku head which shouted "dun take dun take"... but still i managed to snap this photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SI LANG HONG KUN, having emo fuckshit left the place after tat to head home and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;What a friend huh....&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, tat's abt all yeah.. gtg.. Need a good sleep~&lt;br /&gt;Adios^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's this old man who kept staring at me, and later on asked "are u my sister's daughter?"&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if i said i am.. Will i be part of my share for ur inheritance?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-2713327065078756362?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2713327065078756362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=2713327065078756362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2713327065078756362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2713327065078756362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/food-fat-flat.html' title='Food. Fat. Flat.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jn5eq0fmuAg/RYgGJjPYTCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LJEGpgXDCWA/s72-c/food.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-8003502498856114832</id><published>2006-12-18T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T21:57:01.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>My ex tells me, "the more you try, the more you cry".&lt;br /&gt;But if i never try, i'll never know what are the answers lying behind the advice i'm hearing.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like as if i can burst out crying any moment, like my inner self is collapsing.&lt;br /&gt;Like.. like.. the feeling more den empty.. hallow..&lt;br /&gt;And vulgarities can't take away all tat pressure and thoughts tat are constantly flooding my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's going to lead me back to the path where i can see my smile.&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun shines, and my world is bright.&lt;br /&gt;If only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-8003502498856114832?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8003502498856114832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=8003502498856114832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8003502498856114832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/8003502498856114832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-5685928301821879652</id><published>2006-12-17T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T22:25:13.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno wad to do now.</title><content type='html'>I am fucking emo and fed up alr.&lt;br /&gt;CE points so freaking important yeah?&lt;br /&gt;so important to the extent u can break an agreement?&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;cb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-5685928301821879652?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5685928301821879652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=5685928301821879652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5685928301821879652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/5685928301821879652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dunno-wad-to-do-now.html' title='i dunno wad to do now.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-816899372402032756</id><published>2006-12-15T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:47:19.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>N-e-v-e-r</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      Kuo Fu Chen just opened a new restaurant in Singapore. Wanna noe which one izzit?&lt;br /&gt;KFC larh, cuz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;uo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;hen. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I feel like eating out at KFC, very long never eat ler. 2 piece chicken meal =(&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe if u love me, order a whole bucket of family feast to my house. I'll be damn happy and will appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for someone to make me GAN DONG.  it's been quite a long while since i had tat feeling ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz a sudden rush of emotions and hunger to make me blog out all of this.&lt;br /&gt;I bet u haven eat KFC for a long time too alr ba? Go eat den, grab a fat juicy chicken today.&lt;br /&gt;Batteries not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也想要让你感动&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wo Ye Xiang Yao Rang Ni Gan Dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-816899372402032756?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/816899372402032756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=816899372402032756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/816899372402032756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/816899372402032756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/n-e-v-e-r.html' title='N-e-v-e-r'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-9063207446783620855</id><published>2006-12-14T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:11:57.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy People.</title><content type='html'>To me, there're 2 kinds of ppl in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Happy / Not happy.&lt;br /&gt;And this 2 emotions is already able to tell why ppl behave how they're behaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, why do i started on this topic?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz hong kun told me he needs a partner.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, recalling before and after, i realised ppl like us;&lt;br /&gt;We're at our happiest when we are ourselves, single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period, dun remind me that i'm attached now. I still have utmost freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean,  u dun expect my bf to be controlling me yeah? And i noe my limits, well.. if u dun wanna understand this, forget it.. not gonna force some serious facts into ur head..&lt;br /&gt;But hey, u might wanna tell me that i shouldn't juz blog openly by juz saying that "i'm more happy when i am single"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no one in a relationship has never thought they'll be more happy being single. It's true, take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, never mind. I dun wanna continue this alr. Talk abt else, LOL. Like the chicken-rice seller below my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE LIKES ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;EEEKKKKKKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bewilderedly Retarded. =x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-9063207446783620855?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9063207446783620855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=9063207446783620855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/9063207446783620855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/9063207446783620855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-people.html' title='Happy People.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-2765394715531027215</id><published>2006-12-13T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T23:38:37.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The works of m00n</title><content type='html'>Okays, how many blogskins i've created since I started blogging?&lt;br /&gt;23.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho~&lt;br /&gt;I would jolly well wanna noe how much time i spent on doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I launched another new skin for another fren today!&lt;br /&gt;And repsonses are good, so many ppl out there are saying that it's cool and suitable that person's personality.&lt;br /&gt;Well, wad can u expect? Lousy work meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not from moon. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, Fred says my profile like tell nothing abt me to my readers.&lt;br /&gt;And he says it's stupid.&lt;br /&gt;So i decided to change it to something more interesting den.&lt;br /&gt;But to me, i dun like to advertise myself to those ppl out there who are reading this blog larh.&lt;br /&gt;If u noe me, u noe how nice i am. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, that's ur LOSS man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad for i say until i damn nice and these ppl starts expecting me to be little MISS NICE and after that upon seeing me say that i'm not that good as i say myself to be??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AI ZAI BO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. yah lah. Wan to make friends come larh. I dun scared one. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-2765394715531027215?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2765394715531027215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=2765394715531027215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2765394715531027215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/2765394715531027215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/works-of-m00n.html' title='The works of m00n'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-7779550227521398784</id><published>2006-12-10T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:09:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha! I Knew It!</title><content type='html'>Ministry of Sound:&lt;br /&gt;No more the biggest nightclub in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;And now it's St James Power Station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah~~&lt;br /&gt;Tat's the 1st club i wanna chiong when I turn 18!&lt;br /&gt;Hear hear, bigger den MOS.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, Power House with ultimate DJs spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say, Dragonfly is another champion too.&lt;br /&gt;With all kinds of genres from techno, canto-pop, R&amp;amp;B.. etc&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;What I'm so happy abt is that it does not haf UNDERAGE parties!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeeeeee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so long till I turn 18.&lt;br /&gt;But i'll wait!&lt;br /&gt;For all these new clubs,&lt;br /&gt;A BURBON COKE TOAST!&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-7779550227521398784?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7779550227521398784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=7779550227521398784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7779550227521398784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/7779550227521398784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/haha-i-knew-it.html' title='Haha! I Knew It!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116533186231624719</id><published>2006-12-05T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:17:43.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Giants In Our Hearts!</title><content type='html'>Girls who are short, can have any guy they like. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So peepz are short, never mind abt ur height okays??&lt;br /&gt;P/s: my sweeties like gina, winnie, blah blah blah la okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz i'm m00n, I TELL U LA OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall ppl rite, can never haf those guys whom they like being shorter den them! I mean, can't possibly like the girl and the guy hold hands and u see the two like elder sister holding her younger bro's hands rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but for us is totally different man~ We can choose okay? I mean, MORE SELECTIONS!! and we dun need to bother and irritate ourselves with the height problem... correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, i talk abt some bad points about us larh, cuz so many TALL ppl reading this blog.. so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We dun look nice wearing heels, cuz we got short legs&lt;br /&gt;-We can't breathe fresh air, cuz we are not very tall or very short.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;-We dun haf those long legs that can seduce guys easily.&lt;br /&gt;-We look even shorter wearing SHORTS.&lt;br /&gt;-Our legs arent usually very thin, cuz it's not long so the fats can't even out.&lt;br /&gt;-We haf fat butts, cuz we dun haf long legs mah.. dun understand this pt? NVM. =X&lt;br /&gt;-We haf problems kissing our boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;-We can't run fast enough. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, wadever la.. i m like discouraging u all.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, short quite cute wad.. Now the trend is like the products all blardy short ones..&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THE GUYS ALSO SHORT LOR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So never mind okay?!&lt;br /&gt;Okok, i noe i longer so short alr okay.. but i am still very short in my own perception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz trying to make u happy mah. Can??!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116533186231624719?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116533186231624719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116533186231624719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116533186231624719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116533186231624719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-are-giants-in-our-hearts.html' title='We Are Giants In Our Hearts!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116508084239279047</id><published>2006-12-03T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T01:51:18.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've Got To Suffer To Learn</title><content type='html'>It's gonna be long post, and if you do not haf the time to spare, dun read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U noe, ppl say guys in NS loses his girlfriend easily. Cuz they say when girls see better guys out there, they dun wan their current one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wad, he booked out on wed night and said he'll meet me on thurs. Yet on thurs itself, he didn't even mention the word 'meet'. okay, in the first place, pls understand my situation. I'm a female, i'm sensitive, even u can't make it to meet me - juz tell me can? You dun make me wait like a fool for the whole day and to think i even skipped school for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, he didn't let me noe he's sick. He juz said he has a headache, and he didn't tell me that it lasted for the whole day till this quarrel became a cold war. And later, after we quarrelled, he told me he wanna be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm suffering really.. I'm breaking down and crying for no reason everyday. My mom saw my swollen eyes and asked wad happened, and i juz replied, "i felt that i suffered." And i can see mom's sad expression. I mean, why do i haf to suffer in silence like that when there're so many ppl out there who can treat me much better den he does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And if he thinks he can find someone better den me out there, all i can say is "Just Go".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough, enough of checking my handphone every min every sec to see if there're any msgs from him, or calls.. when there's NONE which kills me silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never had quarrels, juz arguments is how i percepted them. And they never lasted more den 3 hours. Yet this one is the worst, which lasted till now for 3 days. Tml is the fourth, and i dun supposed i'll get to see him until the next week. Cuz when the time comes he needs to book in, I've got school to attend to and there's no way i'll possibly skip this one alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You noe, so many ppl out there - they are telling me i should be more understanding towards him, cuz he's in NS and he's stress enuff abt what he's facing in there so i shouldn't add on to the burden. But i'm really very very very understanding alr. I've tried my best, to understand what he's going through to the max, to accept every shit he's giving, or even to be a girlfriend who's able to be there when he needs me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon's supposed to be happy - everybody is telling me. And the best way to let her smile and be happy forever is to let her be free or you never make her sad. But who actually can do tat for me? It's so simple yet he dun even noe what i want, lest knowing that i'm crying alone everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so upset and devasted, to the extent that i cried while eating, and my dinner is full of my tears. So emo tat i locked myself in my room when coming back home from school. So much that i'm losing hope every minute, every second in us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhengNan once told me, "Women are meant to be loved and men are meant to understand".. Yet why do i feel so lost and unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys like to make us girls cry like fuck and all of u can't be bothered to even ask/care.&lt;br /&gt;CHAO CHEEBYE LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood in his shoes and considered his feelings for him, yet i doubt never once did he considered mine before. He ain't responsible for me, for my feelings, for my everything; when he promised he will before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are all like that huh, they say something and do another. Now i noe. You all say u dun wan to hurt us in this way, yet ALL of you are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun haf to suffer like what i'm facing now, I've got loads of ppl behind me, I'm adorable enough so much so tat even the chicken rice seller downstairs my house likes me. I'm someone good enough to deserve someone who really loves me. So why do i haf to be treated in this way like an extra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noe wad, even a million sorries won't cure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may sound like as if I'm giving up, but I' NOT. Juz fucking sad. fucking fucking fucking fucking FUCKING SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Peepz, dun tag my tagboard asking me to cheer up/not to be upset alright? I'll be alright soon enuff cuz this ain't something that i wanna be sad about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116508084239279047?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116508084239279047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116508084239279047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116508084239279047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116508084239279047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/youve-got-to-suffer-to-learn.html' title='You&apos;ve Got To Suffer To Learn'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116498158032745129</id><published>2006-12-01T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:59:40.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen-Love</title><content type='html'>Crying makes ur eyes turn into a goldfish ones and makes you look ugly.&lt;br /&gt;But we can never deny the fact tat crying do help.&lt;br /&gt;And makes us feel better each time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116498158032745129?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116498158032745129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116498158032745129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116498158032745129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116498158032745129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/frozen-love.html' title='Frozen-Love'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116461082402094931</id><published>2006-11-27T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T15:00:24.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panadol Acti-Fast, For Cold Relief!</title><content type='html'>I'm so damn weary, thanks to the damn flu which came without warning.. and now, I've even got difficulty breathing sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say,  you haf ur nose running about for the whole day in an air-con room? And u need to keep blowing ur nose in pieces of new tissue papers if not those meucus start drippling out.. disgusting yeah.. And worse of all, i dun feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like skipping school tml though, for i wanna cure my cough and make my breathing much more at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I lost 10 dollars which i tot i will gain much more. Remember juz last night Man Utd was against Chelsea? I was like freaking confident that Man Utd will win, but somehow they say the ball is round for anything is possible, and fook chelsea for having a tyco goal by carvalho..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there, i lost 10 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: I NEVER BETTED 10 DOLLARS BEFORE, but bcuz i tot it's a sure win, piang oei.. i am fucking disappointed larh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, tat's why they say gambling is no good.. and there're RISKS.. but mine? Awww, lady luck's not with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LADY LUCK SO MUCH? WHY DOESN'T SHE LOVE ME?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! Okays, the flu is vlardy epidemic.. felt so much to the extent that i wanna bang my head against the wall.. -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, signs off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116461082402094931?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116461082402094931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116461082402094931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116461082402094931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116461082402094931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/panadol-acti-fast-for-cold-relief.html' title='Panadol Acti-Fast, For Cold Relief!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116425583563786894</id><published>2006-11-23T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T12:23:55.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG MOUTH</title><content type='html'>Some ppl haf big mouths which can't fucking keep a small secret.&lt;br /&gt;Big mouth, but can't even contain a tiny secretive. KNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this teaches me a lesson, not to trust that fucker with any sort of secrets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;Why he wanna leak the secret out?&lt;br /&gt;CUZ HE'S JEALOUS WAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha~ i am not going to let him insult my intelligence like this. nnb.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking childish. U're god damned condemmed by me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116425583563786894?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116425583563786894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116425583563786894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116425583563786894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116425583563786894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-mouth.html' title='BIG MOUTH'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116419243694062670</id><published>2006-11-22T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T18:49:59.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumpily tired.</title><content type='html'>Manchester Utd lost to Celtic. =(&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Here comes the spectacs of the Champions league.&lt;br /&gt;I wan barcelona, chelsea, arsenal, benfica, liverpool to get in there.&lt;br /&gt;Den there's some hope that I've got teams to cheer for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i'm smart, yet sometimes so dumb. =/&lt;br /&gt;Inverting the odds, here it goes now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116419243694062670?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116419243694062670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116419243694062670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116419243694062670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116419243694062670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/slumpily-tired.html' title='Slumpily tired.'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116408663014383901</id><published>2006-11-21T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T13:23:50.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metaphors~!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it's so easy to smoke through lessons and get an 'A'.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's so fucking hard to even find out what things are trying to get.&lt;br /&gt;Ups and downs? Tat's life ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyways, it's been really boring for school now. I mean, u noe how much i loved it in sem 1; now, haha.. different story..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class? yeah, i didn't like them all initially.. tot they're not meant to click with me man.. but however, things ain't the way i tot them to be.. YES, it's totally fine now.. wahhaaxz.. and anyways, good frens? Of coz i do haf many of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, i gtg.. someone's gonna freeze to death before he finishes his presentation..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. *adios =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116408663014383901?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116408663014383901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116408663014383901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116408663014383901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116408663014383901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/metaphors.html' title='Metaphors~!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116360052171439482</id><published>2006-11-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:23:47.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I juz finished my whining in that previous post, wanting them to give me my honey back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL.. and just den miracluously, HE CALLED ME~!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like FINALLY larh?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without hearing his voice for 5 days is totally killing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i'm smiling like siao now.. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WAHAHAHAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOW GOD LOVES ME~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-cuz i'm moon wad.. puahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116360052171439482?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116360052171439482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116360052171439482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116360052171439482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116360052171439482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/lol.html' title='LOL?!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116360002309466043</id><published>2006-11-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:13:43.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating 100th Post In Another Post~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAN MY HONEY BACK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAN HIM BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAN NS TO GIVE HIM BACK!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grrrrrrr...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116360002309466043?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116360002309466043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116360002309466043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116360002309466043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116360002309466043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/celebrating-100th-post-in-another-post.html' title='Celebrating 100th Post In Another Post~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116349071926035311</id><published>2006-11-14T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:51:59.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back At One</title><content type='html'>It's undeniable that we should be together&lt;br /&gt;It's unbelievable, how I used to say that I'd fall never&lt;br /&gt;The basis is need to know&lt;br /&gt;If you just don’t know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Then let me show you that now I'm for real&lt;br /&gt;If all the things in time, time will reveal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, you're like a dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Two, just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Three, girl it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;That you're the only one for me and&lt;br /&gt;Four, repeat steps one through three&lt;br /&gt;Five, make you fall in love with me&lt;br /&gt;If ever I believe my work is done&lt;br /&gt;Then I’ll start back at one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so incredible, the way things work themselves out&lt;br /&gt;And all emotional, once you know what it's all about, hey&lt;br /&gt;And undesirable, for us to be apart&lt;br /&gt;I never would've made it very far&lt;br /&gt;'cause you know you got the keys to my heart&lt;br /&gt;'cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say farewell to the dark of night&lt;br /&gt;I see the coming of the sun&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little child, whose life has just begun&lt;br /&gt;You came and breathed new life into this lonely heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;You threw out the life line&lt;br /&gt;Just in the nick of time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116349071926035311?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116349071926035311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116349071926035311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116349071926035311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116349071926035311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-at-one_14.html' title='Back At One'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116325580495199704</id><published>2006-11-11T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T22:36:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith..</title><content type='html'>I study music.&lt;br /&gt;10 years of YangQin, 5 years of Piano. Upsize a diploma for it.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still continuing till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times there were I nearly gave it all up.&lt;br /&gt;But thank god there're those threatens that mom warned me abt&lt;br /&gt;Tat stopped me from giving up&lt;br /&gt;And pesevere on, right to the very present now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, music.. it's really my greatest achievement in my life.&lt;br /&gt;So much so i can really feel proud of it when friends/adults come probing&lt;br /&gt;Ppl always thought that i'm noisy, crazy or even nuts&lt;br /&gt;But somehow they can't believe their ears when they hear such things tat i am capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i can say.. they dun understand me.&lt;br /&gt;And i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz they're only one out of the million of ppl that pass by in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always ask, "Wad's a piece of good music?"&lt;br /&gt;And it juz shows how shallow they are..&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to make me feel fortunate tat my parents nurtured me to this stage.&lt;br /&gt;Tat i've something to be proud of and make me different from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Ever tried of something?&lt;br /&gt;U hear this song, using ur heart..&lt;br /&gt;And the next moment u can see the whole image of it visualising in ur mind..&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing in it, even the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;Tat's wad u call music.&lt;br /&gt;A language without words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116325580495199704?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116325580495199704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116325580495199704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me to kill time myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's really bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So much so that it's killing me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGH GOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let time pass faster~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm waiting for New Year.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's gonna be another time i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"goodbye 2006"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=D m00n, welcome to ur future~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116314161109744360?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116314161109744360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116314161109744360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116314161109744360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116314161109744360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/boredom-kills.html' title='Boredom Kills~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116296277669490498</id><published>2006-11-08T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:12:56.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save the Bears~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/1600/AcresWildlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 229px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/320/AcresWildlife.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've a caring heart, for helping out at Acres Wildlife Centre.&lt;br /&gt;See the lion mascot?&lt;br /&gt;Damn cute hor.. haha&lt;br /&gt;It's all republic students doing the work.. yes, even the lion too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind doing this every saturday to help save the animals from dying out in the face of this earth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please... dun ever buy/eat bear's bile ( extracted from a bear's liver)..&lt;br /&gt;The pain they're suffering is more den what u can imagine..&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116296277669490498?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116296277669490498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116296277669490498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116296277669490498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116296277669490498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/save-bears.html' title='Save the Bears~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116256740995464375</id><published>2006-11-03T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:23:29.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!(&amp;$@(*@_&amp;$#@!</title><content type='html'>I hate it when things dun run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when fate likes to challenge me with time.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when such situations happen and there's nothing that I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116256740995464375?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116256740995464375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116256740995464375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116256740995464375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116256740995464375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='!(&amp;$@(*@_&amp;$#@!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116253850397620227</id><published>2006-11-03T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T15:21:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Noe You'll Never Wanna Leave Me..</title><content type='html'>He slogged real hard to earn a living to bring us 3 siblings up till he is unable to do so..&lt;br /&gt;She did the same.. never any lesser than him in any way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was 6, he always calls for me to kiss him goodbye as he left for work..&lt;br /&gt;She loves me the most and i'm always being kissed goodnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as i grow up gradually, all these started fading away.. they become memories..&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes thinking about it, i wished i never haf to grow up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is the price i've to pay to be mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad once pampered me alot, like i'm the princess my kingdom.. i'm brought out on outings.. being spoon-fed.. everything i've my parents with me...&lt;br /&gt;until i gradually grow up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all these juz disappeared at that instant.&lt;br /&gt;No more outings.&lt;br /&gt;No more meals together.&lt;br /&gt;No more mummy and daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become independent, so much so that i forgot how important they were once to me.. and times there were, i hated the obstrictions mom and dad set for me.. i dun like the things they did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i've got troubles, i turn to my frens.&lt;br /&gt;when i needed someone to talk,  i turn to my besties.&lt;br /&gt;when i felt like crying, i turn to my honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But den again, i always ask myself,&lt;br /&gt;"What if they leave me all of a sudden one day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of this, i ended up telling myself no matter how much i dun like the things they did, how much i hate being in their circus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they've given me all their best.&lt;br /&gt;they've already gave what they could.&lt;br /&gt;and they really love me, even though how ugly sometimes situations turn out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i love them.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be a good daughter, be successful and buy a big house for them to live in without worries.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be a sensible daughter, and try not to ask for too much money from them. And i guess i did this, cuz what i get from them per day is only 5 bucks. And the rest is up to me to fork out whenever it is.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be someone successful because i saw the disappointment in their eyes when i didn't wanna do the things they want me to do anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fulfil all these. Please, wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And deep in my heart, i noe if possible, you both never wanna leave moon alone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Don't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116253850397620227?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116253850397620227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116253850397620227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116253850397620227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116253850397620227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-noe-youll-never-wanna-leave-me.html' title='I Noe You&apos;ll Never Wanna Leave Me..'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116244486888639230</id><published>2006-11-02T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:21:08.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Claiming seaofmilk.blogspot.com!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/claim/q5awdbnunx" rel="me"&gt;Technorati Profile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.. there's me claiming my blog on technorati~! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116244486888639230?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116244486888639230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116244486888639230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116244486888639230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116244486888639230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-claiming-seaofmilkblogspotcom.html' title='I&apos;m Claiming seaofmilk.blogspot.com!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116234983320513818</id><published>2006-11-01T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T10:57:15.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Launch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yayness! A new skin~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Took me like 2 hrs to get it done.. but still i tink it's very cute..  lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*the babies (points up!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's a new tagboard too.. and i hope u guys find it nicer to tag.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okies.. i'm in school.. got work to do now.. gtg.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Will blog more next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Byyeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116234983320513818?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116234983320513818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116234983320513818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116234983320513818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116234983320513818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-launch.html' title='A New Launch!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116230448249500916</id><published>2006-10-31T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T22:21:24.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Confidence</title><content type='html'>what i say, the ppl around me dun even noe me...&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i dun even bother to explain myself.. bcuz only what my honeybun tink matters..&lt;br /&gt;ppl are like going, oh i'm so crazy and is always cracking lame jokes like hell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tat's wad makes me unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U dun need to tell me tat i'm a girl. Yes i noe this fact well enuff for 17 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like any other girls, try to be girlish, gossipy, retain their outer layer of looks.. wadeva&lt;br /&gt;I'm juz myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun try to giggle and lose the chance of having a hearty laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I dun try to be sweet and get all the ppl to tink i'm juz like a normal girl.&lt;br /&gt;I dun try to be anyone that i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz i'm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm crazy, i go nuts, i am lame, i joke, i laugh, i scream, and sometimes i overused the f word.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm being myself, ME.&lt;br /&gt;And i dun wanna grow old recalling back then i didn't cherish the chance to go crazy when i could.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna grow old recalling back then i didn't live life happy enough.&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna grow old juz having regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What comments others pass about me or even some unfriendly remarks ain't gonna bother me.&lt;br /&gt;Bcuz practically they are NOT me and they DON'T know ANYTHING about me.&lt;br /&gt;Lest having the right to even comment on my anything..&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, why shld i juz shoot them right in their face when i can't be bothered by those rubbish at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=). What matters is what my honeybun tinks. For he loves me for who I am and he accepts all the nonsense I possess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? The power of love.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing huh?&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116230448249500916?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116230448249500916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116230448249500916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116230448249500916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116230448249500916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/self-confidence.html' title='Self-Confidence'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116184906637916851</id><published>2006-10-26T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T15:51:06.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School~~~</title><content type='html'>I'm in school..&lt;br /&gt;zzzz.. okays..  i've got nothing much to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;but yah, this post shld be able to stop the complains i'm getting.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i dun like traditional music..&lt;br /&gt;like those ding ding dong dong sounds... haw haw~&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad i'm learning all these today.. LMAO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116184906637916851?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116184906637916851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116184906637916851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116184906637916851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116184906637916851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/school.html' title='School~~~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116154571175387033</id><published>2006-10-23T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T03:35:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signature</title><content type='html'>Okays, mom juz made me a sub-distributor for her health products.. right, it's some sort of nutrient powder which will ditoxifies all the unwanted rubbish in ur body.. and yes.. it's doing good.. so, she was telling me tat i need to sign some documents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there, she saw my signature and began laughing about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few seconds later.. she began to start forging it.. claiming how easy it is for ppl to forge my signature.. and ask me how come there're ppl in this world who uses such easy signature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao eh~ like i want?! My name's not easy to sign at all can?? Okay, if not someone tell me how do u sign "M" in a very pretty way?? No right? zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later, she became hysterical.. and was signing my name all over a piece of junk newspaper.. and well, the forgery turned out "great".. i mean, it's really hard to change my signature now.. for i've used this signature for many many things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i'm ever gonna change it, it means VERY TROUBLESOME.. cuz the most troublesome thing is to change signature for a MASTERCARD.. zzz.. and i need to keep signing over again and again till they're happy with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, never minds! I'll change it.. REAL SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116154571175387033?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116154571175387033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116154571175387033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116154571175387033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116154571175387033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/signature.html' title='Signature'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116146155386270548</id><published>2006-10-22T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T04:12:34.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIP/Work</title><content type='html'>I talked to mom about SIP attachment quite recently for a few times.. and there, i was telling her i am gonna go overseas for my SIP next yr instead of staying in Singapore and rubbish my way through here.. yes, it's not long till den can? Cuz after this sem.. i'm eligible to go.. and yah, why should i say no to the opportunities that can earn me bigger bucks in future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's relucant about this idea and refused to let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm fucking pissed. She said if i were to go there, there's not really any difference and she can't oversee what i am doing.. so she said NO. Yes, NO she said. And i told her my reasons why - like working in singapore ain't a happy thing afterall, and those "big heads" (duah tao) like to give u rubbish and dun give u respect at all.. they dun give a damn abt u.. they dun care abt ur welfare.. and that's wad i fucking hate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, we're all here in this world to earn money rite?! Do i have to be treated like fuck because i'm new? or is it bcuz u're juz too lazy to impart what u noe to me? And it really sucks.. i mean, i've too many frens telling me how stressed they are at work.. how they dread to go work.. and some even said they wished they could go back to studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if i were to choose to go overseas, it'll be much more different.. U noe, in other countries those bosses see foreign talent as a gem.. they give u much more respect and is willing to impart all their knowledge to you.. they asked abt ur welfare and at the end of the day they'll ask u how you find work.. and yes, u noe mature faster when u work overseas.. cuz u experience brand new stuff and working lifestyle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I EXPLAINED SO MUCH NICELY TO HER. AND SHE STILL SAID NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad, and she made me say this, "eh, i'm going no matter what.. nobody's gonna stop me.. i dun care wadever who tinks.. i will go means i will go.. i'm determined to get there.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna say these in the first place.. but since she doesn't get it, i need to put it in the hard way.. i mean, it concerns my future.. and if i dun go, i'm going to regret it.. plus i've been overseas without her before wad.. so wad she wan man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, u dun like to working part-time in sg.. now u dun let me go SIP attachment overseas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEN WAD THE HELL AM I GONNA DO NEXT TIME IN THE FUTURE???!!!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116146155386270548?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116146155386270548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116146155386270548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116146155386270548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116146155386270548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/sipwork.html' title='SIP/Work'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116128341649778546</id><published>2006-10-20T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T02:45:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frozen Throne~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/1600/DOTA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 268px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/320/DOTA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is why I go to school everyday~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116128341649778546?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116128341649778546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116128341649778546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116128341649778546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116128341649778546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/frozen-throne.html' title='Frozen Throne~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116128025884945070</id><published>2006-10-20T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:50:58.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dang shin un nae babo ae yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/1600/Princess%20Hours.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/320/Princess%20Hours.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="BlogViewId"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Batang;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Dotum;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;na ma bu a yo so jo，ne ga a po bu a so jo &lt;br /&gt;我很傻，我是個傻瓜 &lt;br /&gt;po e he do ne jo jo and jo to li kis nu na jo &lt;br /&gt;現在後悔莫及了 無法挽回了 &lt;br /&gt;ku die pus of so yo ,na do a gu i so yo &lt;br /&gt;以後都見不到你 其實我都知道！ &lt;br /&gt;na ge cho man ji mo den so yo ,cho man mi en he yo &lt;br /&gt;都是我的錯 真的很抱歉 &lt;br /&gt;ku den ne gu a ji mu de jo no mu o li so go jo &lt;br /&gt;當時沒能說出來 我真的很傻 &lt;br /&gt;i zi wa so li lo ke e te fu miu，na yo sa bi la yo &lt;br /&gt;如今我才後悔 請你原諒我 &lt;br /&gt;tan xi nu na mu ba bo wi mi da &lt;br /&gt;你和我都很傻 &lt;br /&gt;te do xi de mu ne &lt;br /&gt;就因爲那渺小的自尊 &lt;br /&gt;mi ji do tan ku li yo me ,man ge ji go hi jo &lt;br /&gt;在迷戀當中一天天荒廢 &lt;br /&gt;tan xi nu na mu ba bo wi mi da &lt;br /&gt;你我都很傻 &lt;br /&gt;ad sa lan an gi an，ha do jo an po po mu lo gu man ni jo &lt;br /&gt;因爲還愛著對方 我一整天痛哭著 &lt;br /&gt;ku de do na do mu du ba bo sa lan &lt;br /&gt;你我都像傻瓜一樣 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko lo ji ma la yo, ta xi se ga ge ba yo &lt;br /&gt;別這樣 請你再考慮一下 &lt;br /&gt;wu li o de ke yo gi ga ji him de wa nu de &lt;br /&gt;到這個地步也不容易 &lt;br /&gt;ta xi so ga ge ba yo，hu e han s go e yo &lt;br /&gt;請你再考慮一下 &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; 不然你會後悔的 &lt;br /&gt;ne gan cho man jo mu dan so yo，cho man mi e an yo &lt;br /&gt;我知道我錯了 真的很抱歉 &lt;br /&gt;ku den ne gi a ji mo de jo，no mu o li so go jo &lt;br /&gt;當時沒能說出來  我真的很傻 &lt;br /&gt;hi ji wa fo li lo ke e te ku miu na yo sa bi lo yo &lt;br /&gt;如今我才後悔 請你原諒我 &lt;br /&gt;tan xi nu na mu ba bo wi mi da &lt;br /&gt;你我都很傻 &lt;br /&gt;te do xi de mu ne &lt;br /&gt;就因爲那渺小的自尊 &lt;br /&gt;mi ji do tan ku li yo me ,man ge ji go hi jo &lt;br /&gt;在迷戀當中一天天荒廢 &lt;br /&gt;tan xi nu na mu ba bo wi mi da &lt;br /&gt;你我都很傻 &lt;br /&gt;ad sa lan an gi an，ha do jo an po po mu lo gu man ni jo &lt;br /&gt;因爲還愛著對方 我一整天痛哭著 &lt;br /&gt;ku de do na do mu du ba bo sa lan &lt;br /&gt;你我都像傻瓜一樣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Dotum;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;ku de e bu xi de la so ga ,to lo sa la s wo bo o so yo &lt;br /&gt;mo ji jia la do,su lu ma xiu do &lt;br /&gt;nu mu ma ni lo jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yays! Princess hours's really a nice show~! and yeah, i bet i'm one of the first few who got the whole episode and finish it before TV starts showing it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND I'VE BEEN WATCHING IT OVER AND OVER AGAIN~&lt;br /&gt;even i'm in school..&lt;br /&gt;like 7 or 9 times already.. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i really appreciate Korean shows~ hahaxz.. And i like the theme song loads.. to the extent that i'm singing it everyday.. LMAO..&lt;/p&gt;LeeShin is damn charismatic can?!! Although Yul really fasinates me at the start..&lt;br /&gt;So, more korean shows plz~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lovin' it! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116128025884945070?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116128025884945070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116128025884945070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116128025884945070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116128025884945070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/dang-shin-un-nae-babo-ae-yo.html' title='dang shin un nae babo ae yo'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-116057976863264867</id><published>2006-10-11T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T23:16:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing~</title><content type='html'>Whahahaha, I love marketing~&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious, i really like it..&lt;br /&gt;Or shld i say the learning style of RP has interest me to love it?&lt;br /&gt;I noe tat other polys haf their students stressful about this course.. but yeah, which course never has stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hating it, rather you try to like it correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know i could do so well in marketing, coming out with market plans, objectives and entreprenise businesses so well.. And sheesh! I finished one whole document of my marketing strategy for an apparel company and yes! It achieved satisfaction and agreement to my audience~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I AM WISHING FOR A VC TO CAPTURE ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls!!! VCVCVVVVCVCVCVCsssssssssss!!! Whoever u're, come discover me k???!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's more den an investment.. really..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do something i really want to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WWWWWHHHHEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRREEE AAAARRREEE YYYOOOUUU???!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Looks hysterically&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-116057976863264867?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116057976863264867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=116057976863264867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116057976863264867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/116057976863264867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/marketing.html' title='Marketing~'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115998687741418622</id><published>2006-10-05T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T02:38:15.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will It Be?</title><content type='html'>I wished, tat forever does exist..&lt;br /&gt;so tat i could do the things i wanna do till time runs out..&lt;br /&gt;And tat extinction will lose its meaning FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So love will alwayz keep her promise, and that the past will only be memories.&lt;br /&gt;And we longer will haf to race with time..&lt;br /&gt;Or dreading to die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he will stay by my side, all the days of his life..&lt;br /&gt;The allurance is death-defying... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115998687741418622?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115998687741418622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115998687741418622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115998687741418622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115998687741418622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/will-it-be.html' title='Will It Be?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115971240544956336</id><published>2006-10-01T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T22:20:05.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Stroke" Cake</title><content type='html'>Dun eat too much kueh lapis..&lt;br /&gt;U better take my advice.. Cuz my momo's a specialist in baking cakes..&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. She's got a cert in it and has worked in bakeries/baking centres before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet u dunno in the recipe of a delicious kueh lapis cake..&lt;br /&gt;U need 40 egg yolks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40 !! MIND YOU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not kidding.. pls.. that explains why kueh lapis is so expensive in bakeries.. one small small piece is 80 cents.. one whole kg of it costs around 50 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u dun wanna get a stroke due to all tat cholesterol blocking ur arteries from the egg yolks.. eat less of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i noe very well it's very nice.. =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115971240544956336?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115971240544956336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115971240544956336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115971240544956336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115971240544956336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/stroke-cake.html' title='The &quot;Stroke&quot; Cake'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115945962620123519</id><published>2006-09-28T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:07:06.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaration Of Bankruptcy</title><content type='html'>I feel sad when my friends are sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i mean it, it hurts and it totally sucks when there's nothing i could do about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u wanna be there and u can't...&lt;br /&gt;When u noe ur consoles won't lessen their burdens in the least bit..&lt;br /&gt;When u noe u can't help them get the thing they really want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf is all these shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does life really haf to be so difficult for all of us? No, it's not the fault with life.. it's the society.. cuz we're living in a society that begs so pathetically for survival.. and everyone is fucking selfish.. and before the bad villians die out.. I can't really count how many good souls haf died under their hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"God, please let me be successful in life.. let me be so successful that i can help those who need my help.. and make their life a happier and more meaningful one for them to continue to live on.. " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean wad i say, it's more den a promise.. it's even part of my dream..&lt;br /&gt;when i become successful, i will walk the streets of orchard road and drop 100 bucks into the trays of those beggars pitifully begging for help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will buy a stall below my apartment, selling Oyster cakes and let my mom be in charge in the stall cuz it's been her wish all along.. (p/s: that delicacy above i dare say u've never eaten before.. guaranteed.. cuz sg no longer sell it.. so i wanna bring it back into the food paradise again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make a trip to africa and bring food rations to the poor people living there.. and bring them clothings, not forgetting toys for the kids down there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will donate 100,000 to the elderly homes in singapore and those poor senior citizens won't haf to depend on their unfilial children anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure my 2 little brothers live a happy life and not worry bout money anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i wanna do, not juz make my life a happy one.. but also the world of ppl a happy one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I admit i do want money, but i want it because i need it to make the world go round.. for ppl to live on with a happier life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So god, let me be successful.. Pls hear my prayer.. For i'm ever so sincere.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115945962620123519?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115945962620123519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115945962620123519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115945962620123519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115945962620123519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/declaration-of-bankruptcy.html' title='Declaration Of Bankruptcy'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115936115696684746</id><published>2006-09-27T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:45:56.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Okay, I regretted bullying him can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Do u behave like this at home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Him: *thinking* err.. not really.. but i do crack some wise craps though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Me: Den u behave like this in front of ur friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Him: I've got no friends, the only ppl I've as acquaintance are you guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;He told me he've got no friends, I once thought i'll only hear this on tv and it'll never happen to me with someone telling me that.. But it struck guilt in me when i reflected on myself.. and he make it a point to say the only ppl he has as ACQUAINTANCE (not friends juz contacts) is us, his classmates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I somehow dropped tears thinking about it, how will someone without friends feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;loneliness; low; lousy; upset; distraught; pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yet i bully him like shit. I mean, verbally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I really wanted to tell him tat yeah, next time if anyone ask u if u've any friends u can count me in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But i lost to my courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Although he's really irritating at times and i can't help shooting him.. but yeah, i guess i'm in the wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For you to know, I'm real sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115936115696684746?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115936115696684746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115936115696684746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115936115696684746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115936115696684746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115928878882562296</id><published>2006-09-27T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:39:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know Why..</title><content type='html'>They used to say ugly ppl are really ugly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, indeed they are quite right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl who are born ugly always haf an ugly side/sight.. cuz they possessed low-self esteem.. but bcuz of their "mian zi".. they hide it and take it out on other ppl.. such as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insulting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad a blardy big joke, U noe u're not very nice looking yet u dun try to humble urself and go around insulting ppl; in the first place, it's not those innocent ppl u're insulting who caused a relapse of ur low self esteem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Ugly ppl are really ugly. try convincing me they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen such ppl, and their happiness lies in ruining other ppl's lives.. and they insult anything they see, hear or wadever.. THEY ARE RESISTANT TO CHANGE.. cuz they feel that they're always right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i pity them.. Note: PITY, for their low self esteem they do such things. And i totally believe such ppl will haf retribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD THERE IS SOMETHING CALLED RETRIBUTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. I dun like to enforce revenge, though it'll feel damn shiok.. but nevertheless, I'll try to grow up a bit and do less of such things.. and yes, by seeing this post.. u guyz jolly well noe who i'm talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i'm try to grow up towards maturity. Some ppl juz dun. THEY ACT as if they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, u dun like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUN LIKE U EITHER.&lt;br /&gt;and u're nothing but dirt.&lt;br /&gt;PUI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115928878882562296?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115928878882562296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115928878882562296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115928878882562296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115928878882562296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-know-why.html' title='I Know Why..'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115899855121767068</id><published>2006-09-23T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T16:02:31.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Entertaining..</title><content type='html'>U noe, ever since i got into republic, i told tat my school is a nice place full of nice ppl with utmost enhanced studying environments.. Nevertheless, there'll be scrawny ppl in this world but yeah, they fall in the minority amongst the wide range of nice ppl i meet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the point is.. no matter how nice/not nice these ppl are..  In the very least,  they are normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after term 2 last sem, did i say i  always have the coincidence to bump into a guy which has more an a screw loose in his head? Contributing to the fact that he likes to walk the school campus wearing huge headsets and singing/shouting "noise" instead of music out of his head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes the whole republic being very amused by his antics. Cuz on top of that, this indian walks in extra big steps and acts dumbfully in the public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i suppose my audience noe that republic has the trend of reshuffling of classes every sem to circulate problem-based learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main point of me blogging about this mad guy is simply because HE GOT SHUFFLED INTO THE SAME CLASS WITH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy shit can?! He totally distracts the whole class with his singing at one point of a time when the faci is talking.. Or.. He suddenly shouts a lyrical phrase when it's totally silent in class..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i noe he juz wants attention.. but i would really care to give him some if he could juz ask.. LOL.. cuz i'm really being VERY entertained la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, it used to be the fun-loving ppl in W34J to keep me going to school. Now, it's this mad guy. LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun mind going to school everyday juz to see a performance by him or so. And i get laughters everyday which more or less will  prolong my life a little bit longer. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously ppl, dun tell ur frens to avoid such insane ppl larh.. I mean, they get to be amused and the mad guy/girl won't revoke.. Yeah, u might wanna say: "Walao eh.. very bad leh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEE BYE. I hate such ppl. Practically u didn't even feel a sense of hurt/guilt in ur heart yet u're trying to be nice and cover up ur phoney character. I HATE HYPOCRITES, when they themselves are already enjoying every moment of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115899855121767068?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115899855121767068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115899855121767068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115899855121767068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115899855121767068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/totally-entertaining.html' title='Totally Entertaining..'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115873155242244607</id><published>2006-09-20T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:52:32.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="TimesRoman14"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', Times, serif;color:#00351a;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that WHOEVER believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.  John 3:16 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;eaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; is an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Afterlife" title="Afterlife"&gt;afterlife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; concept found in many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Religion" title="Religion"&gt;religions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spirituality" title="Spirituality"&gt;spiritual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philosophy" title="Philosophy"&gt;philosophies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Those who believe in heaven generally hold that it (or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hell" title="Hell"&gt;Hell&lt;/a&gt;) is the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Afterlife" title="Afterlife"&gt;afterlife&lt;/a&gt; destination of many or all humans. In unusual instances, humans have had, according to many testimonies and traditions, personal knowledge of Heaven. They presume this is for the purpose of teaching the rest of humanity about life, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deity" title="Deity"&gt;deities&lt;/a&gt; and notions of the afterlife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="TimesRoman14"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman', Times, serif;color:#00351a;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;=D there.. look at the above verse.. "shall not perish but have everlasting life" refers to the afterlife concept which many christians believe that it's heaven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's juz tat the black book portray it in a nicer way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115873155242244607?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115873155242244607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115873155242244607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115873155242244607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115873155242244607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/for-god-so-loved-world-that-he-gave.html' title=''/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115851040349760547</id><published>2006-09-17T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T00:29:16.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why i like Da Vinci Code....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;fuck alex(fake name) and his theories abt god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;what do u mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;he likes to tag in other ppl's tagboard and spread his gospel around... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;u deleted it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;LOL. yeah. I banned his IP and deleted all his tags before my readers read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;okok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;fuck it and all~ if he's so into tat religion so be it.. but why bother trying to spread sermons in tagboards?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;okok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i shld suggest to him one day that he might as well go stay in his church for good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;can u at least say something rather den "wtf, hah, okok...???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i mean he is committed and devoted to his go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;god*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;so yeah dun blame him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[B.J.™]:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;u were the one that liked him first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;[m00ne]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;nah.. i juz trying to be nice. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if u tink u're that very individual i'm talking abt, feel free to confront me. I'm very straightforward. Wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Right.. and so, i am irritated to be deleting all the semonic tags that are appearing and appearing and appearing with no motherfucking end!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Look, i'm not trying to be a disrespectful to any religion or wad.. but dun u guys feel that christianity is being too extreme to tell the whole world that god love all of us??!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Trying to get kids into church, trying to get more followers, trying to spread the bible to the whole world.. wtf? Juz bcuz of one phrasal belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The bible says, "Whoever believes in God shall go to heaven".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;=). FUCK YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Den wad happens to those who doesn't believe? Why does it only portray the good side and did not talk abt the alternative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Moon: "which means whoever doesn't believe will go to hell". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Obvious. Clever girl. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Opposite wad correct?? Anyways, i dun believe i'm going to hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I mean, i dare say i've really done quite a number of good deeds throughout my 17 yrs of life and i give my all when i render help needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Although i've done a lot of bad stuff la.. LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I believe heaven is not the right place for me even there're ppl who say it's a very beautiful place which satisfy all my desires. Please, god didn't make humans to be perfect. Humans are greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And they'll never be satisfied. So none of us deserve all these even heaven will provide us with wad we want for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Life is never easy, it's how u want to shape it and what you wanna get out of it. The reason why i feel ppl are depending on a black book with their life is juz bcuz they lost the meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And wad's the meaning of life moon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's juz to make sense of everything.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;-God help those who help themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s: If i can help myself, why do i still need god to help?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BO NAO ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115851040349760547?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115851040349760547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115851040349760547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115851040349760547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115851040349760547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/reason-why-i-like-da-vinci-code.html' title='The reason why i like Da Vinci Code....'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115841868391033693</id><published>2006-09-16T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T22:58:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All abt "Kias"!!</title><content type='html'>Learning Hokkien is easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children is gina kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird is jiao kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give birth is seh kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police is mata kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small house is chu kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hokkien kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay is huan kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindu is kit leng kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian is jiu hu kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JApanese is jit pun kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad guy is pai kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good guy is ho kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean car is Kia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furniture is Ikea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handphone is Nokia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person who read tis isGong kia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u laugh now. u are SIA0 KIA..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE LEARNING IS EASY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the following blank with "Yes" or "No"&lt;br /&gt;a) ______ , I don't have a BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Who said english easy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115841868391033693?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115841868391033693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115841868391033693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115841868391033693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115841868391033693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-abt-kias.html' title='All abt &quot;Kias&quot;!!'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115821951670097801</id><published>2006-09-14T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T15:40:18.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心雨 - 你是否看见我心里下的雨?</title><content type='html'>上梢的月牙&lt;br /&gt;白色的竹篱笆&lt;br /&gt;好想告诉我的她&lt;br /&gt;这里像幅画&lt;br /&gt;去年的圣诞卡&lt;br /&gt;记忆在你的芜杂&lt;br /&gt;画面开始没有她&lt;br /&gt;我还在装傻噢&lt;br /&gt;说好为我跑挖草&lt;br /&gt;学习摆弄它&lt;br /&gt;学生宿舍空荡荡的角&lt;br /&gt;守着电话却等不到她&lt;br /&gt;心里的雨倾盆的下&lt;br /&gt;也沾不湿她的发&lt;br /&gt;本应该明显跟上的牵挂&lt;br /&gt;那伤心原来没有时差&lt;br /&gt;心里的雨倾盆的下&lt;br /&gt;却始终淋不到她&lt;br /&gt;寒风经过院子里的枝芽&lt;br /&gt;也冷却了我手中的鲜花&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里的雨倾盆的下&lt;br /&gt;也沾不湿她的发&lt;br /&gt;本应该明显跟上的牵挂&lt;br /&gt;那伤心原来没有时差&lt;br /&gt;心里的雨倾盆的下&lt;br /&gt;却始终淋不到她&lt;br /&gt;寒风经过院子里的枝芽&lt;br /&gt;也冷却了我手中的鲜花&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115821951670097801?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115821951670097801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115821951670097801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115821951670097801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115821951670097801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='心雨 - 你是否看见我心里下的雨?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115801529534077254</id><published>2006-09-12T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:54:55.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating Headaches</title><content type='html'>If i was given the chance to choose wad kind of sickness would be the most torturous, i would choose the following: (in order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Love Sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3)  Headaches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?! I told u i hate headaches.. and i am down with one stupid headache while blogging down.. i totally cannot understand why the freak i'm awaken by it in my sleep as early as 4.30 am.. I hate it when a headache strikes when i'm in bed.. and it has already been aching for like 2 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD DAMN IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink i will resort to popping panadols down my throat later.. which i dislike cuz it has side effects when one gets old.. Hey! Why not gimme a few suggestions to make it go away huh? It'll be very much appreciated ya?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it's killing me. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading blogs, checking up on friendster profiles.. seems like the people (bloggers) have a real good command of english.. Darn! Cuz it makes me reflect on myself and the way i blog.. But lmao, i suppose my style to blog is still okay yeah? But it neverthelss a great experience reading blogs in complexity and take my language to a higher peak too.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might wonder why i NEVER even blogged about Johnny.. wahahaha.. cuz i haven't enjoyed seeing the reactions of those surprised/shocked ppl out there to my fullest yet.. plus i mean, we're fine.. and no point blogging abt my love life cuz everyone goes through the same cycle/process more or less... and i guess it makes everyone bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh! I gotta go, cuz of work. If not i'm gonna be late again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i still love Jay's Qing Tian. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115801529534077254?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115801529534077254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115801529534077254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115801529534077254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115801529534077254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/irritating-headaches.html' title='Irritating Headaches'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115801249941303772</id><published>2006-09-12T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:08:19.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qing Tian =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; 故事的小黄花,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;从出生的那年就飘着,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;童年的荡秋千,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;随记忆一直晃到现在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Xi Xi Sou Xi La Xi La Sou La &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Xi Xi Xi Xi La Xi La Sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;吹着前奏望着天空的我想起花瓣试着掉落.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;为你翘课的那一天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;花落的那一天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;教室的那一间,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我怎么看不见,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;消失的下雨天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我好想再淋一遍,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;每想到失去勇气我还留着,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;好想再问一遍,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;你会等待还是离开.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;刮风这天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我试过握着你手,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;但偏偏,雨渐渐,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;大到我看你不见,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;还要多久,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我才能在你身边,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;等到放晴的那天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;也许我会比较好一点.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;从前从前,有个人爱你很久,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;但偏偏,风渐渐,把距离吹得好远,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;好不容易,又能再多爱一天,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;但故事的最后你好像还是说了拜拜. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115801249941303772?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115801249941303772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115801249941303772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115801249941303772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115801249941303772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/qing-tian-d.html' title='Qing Tian =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115790526125887367</id><published>2006-09-10T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T00:21:01.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad could be it?</title><content type='html'>tune in to this interesting post. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a packet of  dried cuttlefish in my fridge and apparently, it says "dried food".. and so seeing it.. i took it cuz i love chewing on cuttlefish.. but the taste was a total different one.. it totally tasted like the cuttlefish should be cooked before it can be eaten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was telling my bro to try one to see if i was right. Cuz it really looks like it should be cooked lar! He spat it out and went to the kitchen to throw it away.. After a while, i went into the kitchen and found the cuttlefish lying on the floor instead of the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. as usual.. i yelled at my bro lor.. yet he told me he confirmed that he DID throw the cuttlefish into the bin. 100% guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i quite believed him. And suddenly a possibility ran through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I suspected a lizard crawled into the bin and pulled the cuttlefish out and scurried off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my house lizards like to find food in that particular bin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115790526125887367?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115790526125887367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115790526125887367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115790526125887367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115790526125887367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/wad-could-be-it.html' title='Wad could be it?'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115782880356724687</id><published>2006-09-10T02:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T03:06:43.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog My Talk =D</title><content type='html'>It's so funny how ppl smsed me to ask me change the photos on my blog every now and den.. i mean, similarly.. yeah.. i haf my plans to keep this change to make my blog more interesting to my blogders eh? =D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeeeeeee.. i'm still so nice to all of you.. So gimme a peck on my cheek k?&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrights.. so the holidays haf been a sian sian sian.. a VERY BLARDY SIAN time for me.. and time is moving freaking slowly at its own pace.. funny huh humans.. one min they wan time to stop.. another min they wan it to pass quickly in the twinkling of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTRADICTING ASSES. but i'm one of them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm fine ya? for those who haven't seen me for like.. erm.. years?! Come on, life will be better and better for me.. and of coz i didn't take it for granted.. i cherished each and every moment of the happy times i had.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i keep having headaches nowadayz.. blardy fucking irritating can!!! it totally irritates me la.. and forces me to hit the pillows when i dun feel like it.. ugh! nevertheless.. life's still good.. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.. i used to recall the beautiful things i haf.. things like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loverboy, friends, home, school... etc&lt;br /&gt;or even my personal lovely belongings like my heels, handbags, clothes, hats, perfumes... all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lead a good life. Really.&lt;br /&gt;And i wanna change a little bit by bit to be like that moon last time.&lt;br /&gt;Naive outside yet full of wisdom inside.&lt;br /&gt;For unspoken wisdom speaks the loudest. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115782880356724687?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115782880356724687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115782880356724687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115782880356724687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115782880356724687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-blog-my-talk-d.html' title='My Blog My Talk =D'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115772595548079940</id><published>2006-09-08T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:32:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Rule My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/1600/sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 224px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/320/sandwich.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't control how bad i'm feeling inside when i bite into that sandwich and cried while eating it..&lt;br /&gt;Like the whole world came crashing down on me..&lt;br /&gt;A sudden rush of feelings i felt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, Regretful, Guilt, Remorse..&lt;br /&gt;The feelings of unable to accept this parting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've sunk real deep. And reality has never been so real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115772595548079940?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115772595548079940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115772595548079940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115772595548079940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115772595548079940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-rule-my-heart.html' title='You Rule My Heart'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28937009.post-115756756347174780</id><published>2006-09-07T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:32:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contentment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/1600/06-09-06_1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 208px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7461/455/320/06-09-06_1318.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta dah~ Guess wad? That's my 17th birthday present from Sherry..&lt;br /&gt;A fluffy bear with a PURPLE crown.. =D&lt;br /&gt;which she told me it presents the princess-like image of me in her heart..&lt;br /&gt;Damn sweet can!!&lt;br /&gt;Yah yah.. try convincing me this present isn't of any significance..&lt;br /&gt;But it's not gonna be of any use.. I'm juz satisfied with it k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. been such a long time since i create trouble.. =D&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can never grow old..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28937009-115756756347174780?l=seaofmilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115756756347174780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28937009&amp;postID=115756756347174780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115756756347174780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28937009/posts/default/115756756347174780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seaofmilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/contentment.html' title='Contentment'/><author><name>.:[m00n]:.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08626072055454061682</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b355/Frozen_lurve/Shades2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
